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jangofctts · 3 years

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Anything at All (boba fett x fem!reader) (part one) (part two)

Rated: Explicit 18+

Word Count: 4.7k

Warnings: smut, even mORE thrONE fucking, oral sex (f receiving), boba’s a biter, unprotected sex (dont be silly, wrap thAT wiLLY), vaginal fingering, explicit language, boba is a grouchy dom kwjhgjh

a/n: anyway I think yall forget im a writer and not just a Certified Clown, but anywAy here we be. HAPPY NEW YEARS ya FILTHY anIMALS im so thankful for all yall and im glad I can provide you with some entertainment kaejhejhr

You haven’t seen Boba Fett in days.

Called away on business you’ll never be included in or know the fine details about. It’s not kept away from you because he doesn’t trust you, or thinks you’re a mindless idiot—no—he’d rather keep his princess occupied with prettier things. No need to concern yourself with the the underbelly of what he now rules.

You’re not upset about it—you’re not really a fan of watching petty squabbles that’ll result in someone’s chest being imploded by a blaster. You’ve seen enough of it in the cantina, and while you were never the one tasked with clearing the bodies out—it was still mildly traumatizing. Eh—no need to dwell.

You’ve got other shit to do anyway.

There’s a seemingly endless zigzag of secret hallways and dusty rooms within the palace, teeming with strange knickknacks and ancient artifacts that are more than likely cursed. Definitely haunted—but it doesn’t stop you from exploring or sorting through the useless junk. Besides—Fennec stayed behind, acting as your glorified babysitter for the past few cycles—ensuring your safety from both whoever dared step foot into the palace and the ghosts. What a lovely woman.

Speaking of which—you hear her sigh and shuffle, shifting her weight onto her other foot as she leans back against a dusty crate. She picks at the dirt beneath her fingernails, lazily glancing up every now and then to check that you haven’t eviscerated yourself on a piece of scrap metal or something. Lucky for her, all you found today was an abandoned crate of old datapacs shoved in the back corner from what you assumed to be some sort of office. Yesterday you found a sword that was promptly confiscated.

“I’d be careful snooping around in those,” Fennec warns as your fingers find the on switch. “You never know what sorta data the Hutts were keeping here.”

You shrug and wave away her concern, reading over the information that flickers across the screen. “I think I’ll be ok…See?” You pointedly wave the datapac in her direction. “This one is about the finances. Spooky.”

Fennec rolls her eyes followed by an amused smirk that ghosts over her lips. You toss it aside and root around some more, pulling out another datapac. The blue hologram flickers to life and as you decipher the little lines of text your face falls. Each line is a name, previous and recently bought or traded people that crossed the threshold of the palace. Fennec was right. This isn’t fun anymore.

“These are…slaves.” Your lips curls in disgust. “How is this still not outlawed? It’s barbaric.”

“You’re not from Tatooine, are you?” Fennec asks as she meanders over and wrestles the datapac out of your hands. She switches it off and tosses it back into the dusty crate. You huff and cross your arms over your chest.

“No,” you agree. “Im from Arkanis. But even there we don’t have slaves.”

Fennec squats beside you, her elbows resting over her bent knees. She playfully taps your shoulder with the back of her hand and quirks a brow. “What’d I tell you—snooping doesn’t do anyone any good.”

You roll your eyes and shrug, a frown still etched on your lips. Fennec sighs, rubs her chin and then reaches out to push a stray hair behind your ear. A flush blooms up your cheeks at the gentle touch.

“You have a sensitive soul, Kitten,” she chuckles, poking at your cheek that you’re certain she can feel the heat emirate from. “You said you were from Arkanis—tell me about it. Why come to Tatooine?”

Your lips quirk in a tiny smile as you bat away her pointer finger, saving your cheek from another poke. “Hey—not everyone likes rain ok?” You huff. “Besides, Tatooine wasn’t supposed to be permanent.”

She nods. Unsure what exactly to tell her--a silence ensues. It’s not terribly awkward but it’s enough that makes you jumpy and itching to move on from this room now stained with information you weren’t prepared on finding. You stand suddenly, brush yourself off and mutter under your breath about finding something less…heartbreaking.

Fennec jumps up as well and when you leave the room her hand clamps over your shoulder. She spins you around and levels her gaze onto you. “You’re free to leave whenever you like. You know that right?”

Your brows furrow. “I know—don’t worry, I want to stay.”

Her head bobs with a satisfied nod. “We’d miss you if you left. You’re nice to have around.”

You blush again and mumble out a thank you, shooting off into another unexplored location to escape Fennec’s knowing smirk. Maker—you’re embarrassing.

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Boba returns later that afternoon—the shadow of his familiar figure stretches around the curved stairway, the purposeful stomps of his boots against the carved steps following with it. Your heart flutters within your chest, like a distressed creature with wings as you jump from your makeshift seat.

You come face to face with Boba. Or, helmet rather—whatever.

The smell of hot metal and dry air sticks to him as he paces closer, closing the small gap that separates him from you. You’re frozen beneath the heavy weight of his stare behind the void like black of his visor as he plants himself firmly before you, close enough that his cuirass could brush your chest if he puffed out his own chest.

“Hi…” You smile, a fragile vale of uncertainty blanketing the pair of you—still attempting to feel out his mood, sort through the general gruffness of his personality and gage wether or not you could reach out and touch him. The helmet is a tricky thing to read and his body language gives nothing away. You swallow your nerves take a leaping risk.

“Let me see your face.” You murmur. You move your hands up to the edges of his helmet at a snail’s pace, giving him ample time to slip through your fingers—wedge a sharp thorn between whatever it is that you’ve built and name it for what it is.

He doesn’t choose that option.

With a low hum, Boba dips his helmet closer to your outstretched fingertips instead. The metal is cool under your palms as they fold over the sides of the helmet and pull up. The metal whispers against his skin like wind through tall grass as the point of his chin peeks out, followed by his lips, his nose, and finally those golden brown eyes. They glitter with amusement as you release a shaky breath, the helmet the only thing acting as a barrier as you clutch it near your sternum. His mouth quirks when you blush and glance away—focusing on the little silvery nicks the green paint refused to cover. You rub your thumb over the blaster pockmark that dents the metal—you frown. You hope that wasn’t recent.

Boba gently pries the helmet out of your hands and sets it onto the armrest of his throne. He purrs your name and pinches your chin between his forefinger and thumb, leading your attention back to him. Your eyes flit up his scars—your breath catching in your throat as he smiles.

“Hello, princess,” he says—the grit and timbre of this new nickname jumpstarting your heart to skip and choke on its own tireless beat.

You roll your bottom lip between your teeth and shake your head. “Boba, I’m not—“

He doesn’t let you finish your sentence—

Boba spreads his fingers over your jaw, tilts your head and swoops down to meet your lips in a dizzying kiss. Hard, hungry, victorious, breathless—like he’s spent years fighting and only now takes a moment to slow down—drown in the softness of your lips and skin. His hands claw at your arms, your clothes, your hair—like you’re the spoils of battle and he fears losing you to the shadows of his past and some hidden horror that nips at his heels. He kisses like a man terrified that this will be brief, intangible and something that’ll abandon him.

He trails after your lips when you break away—your lungs heaving for precious air. He doesn’t let you go far, ensuring your positioning by tangling his fist into your hair at the nape of your neck and scraping his lips up your cheek, enticing you into another kiss. You tilt you chin to meet him with equal fervor, whining as his warm tongue curls sweetly into your mouth. His existence fills your veins with liquid silver—evokes the bloom of crackling star fire beneath the cavity of your ribcage. Every thought starts with him and ends with your heart aching to burst into a million tiny shards.

The next time you part, Boba is the first one to pull away. He cups your cheeks between his weathered hands and plants a tender kiss just below your hairline. You swear you can feel the skin buzz from the touch—like every atom in your being was solely created for him to command and conquer. You sigh and lean into his palm.

“I missed you.” You admit with a small smile.

Boba leans closer and presses another kiss to your forehead. “And I you, little one.”

“I got worried, y’know,” you continue, your fingers tapping a trail up the front of his chest plate. You trace the repainted insignia with your fingernail and flash him a coy smirk. “You never called—thought maybe you found a new pretty thing.”

He grunts, shakes his head and sweeps a rogue strand of hair behind your ear. “Hilarious—my hands are full enough with you hounding me every five minutes.”

You puff out your bottom lip and feign offense, mumbling some lame whine like a petulant brat. Boba snorts and crowds closer. He presses his gloved thumb between your furrowed brows, smoothing out the wrinkles and then cups your cheeks between both palms. You freeze as he carefully knocks the crown of his forehead onto yours—it’s sweet.

An excited smile splits when he moves his head to your right, the syllables of each word rolling off his tongue sweeter than spiced honey. “I’ll make it up to you, pretty thing,” he whispers by your ear, his warm breath disturbing the fine hairs there. “How does that sound, hm?”

That’s not even a question you would ever dream of denying—you quickly nod. “I’d like that.”

Boba drops his hands from your face and peels himself away. His eyes trickle down your figure—calculative and analytic—planning out each move to pick apart the entirety of your being. “Take everything off.”

You comply without a second thought—slipping free from the breezy cotton and scratchy poncho you stole from a storage room. The fabric pools at your feet in an unceremonious pile—leaving you bare for him. Despite the sickening dry heat that pollutes the air and causes beads of sweat to gather at your hairline—goosebumps rush up your arms under Boba’s piercing stare.

Boba’s eyes flicker to the throne. A feral grin tugs at his lips. “Sit.”

This time you hesitate. Did he…? No—you must’ve heard wrong—

He quirks a brow and gestures to the throne. “Well? Are you going to listen?”

Your tongue slides over your chapped lips. “O-ok..I just—never mind…”

Scrounging up some courage, you gingerly seat yourself onto Boba Fett’s throne. Chills race along the entirety of your body as the freezing metal seeps into your warm flesh. You squirm and beat away the urge to wrap your arms around yourself—he wouldn’t like that—probably would take it as some sort of insult anyway—

All your current discomforts melt away in a fraction of a breath as Boba Fett lowers himself to one knee, and then the other. A king kneeling before his very own throne for someone like you. Someone who’ll be lost to the pages of history and the endless swirl of galaxies and supernovas—you’re nobody to the world, but to him you’re everything. You inhale a shaky breath as a strange stroke of pride alights through your body as he peels off his gloves and maneuvers himself flush against the edge of the throne and between your thighs.

Boba bows forward and slips his calloused hands around your ribcage to tug you closer. His lips land over your collar bone, slides his tongue over the protrusion then sinks his teeth into you there. You gasp as he slides lower, leading a trail of bruises and teeth marks in his wake. Boba moves his palms, up and in to grab at your breasts, the flats of his fingertips rolling over your nipples. A whimper escapes past your lips as he catches the pebbled bud between his lips, the hard enamel of his teeth scraping over it—meant to tease. Your nails dig into the fabric bunched around his neck as he moves on to suck your other nipple, the cooling saliva sending a chill down your spine as it dries.

You squirm, unable close your legs or to relieve some of that burning tension collecting in your core. You’re already wet—worked up and impatient. You roll your head back onto your shoulders and bite your lip. If you complain and tell him to hurry up you’re scared he’ll leave you like this—deny you that pleasure you’ve been craving for days.

It feels like ages before he moves on from your breasts, now smattered with bruises and his saliva, and carves out a blinding path down your sternum, your belly, then your navel with his tongue. Boba circles your bellybutton—you force down the ticklish nerves and stay still for him.

You don't mean to jump as his rough hands drop over your knees. You barely get out the first syllable of an apology when his hands slip up your bare thighs, curl around the swell of your ass and yank. You squeak as the edge of the throne bites into your tailbone, the majority of your lower half forced to lean on Boba’s shoulders and his greedy hands. He kisses the inside of your knee—you jolt with an airy gasp.

Boba picks up his head and smirks. “Look at me when I taste you, little one.”

Mouth suddenly drier than dust, you nod dumbly.

He hums, satisfied with your weak response and continues on.

Boba’s bare fingers trace minuscule patterns into the sensitive skin of your inner thighs, coaxing out a shiver. They sweep up towards the apex of your thighs, settling close enough to reach your aching center. You know he’s there—it’s impossible to ignore him—but you curse anyway when you feel his thumbs softly part the lips of your soaking cunt. They steadily work up and down, smearing your wetness around but never enough to give you any friction. You bite back a groan as your hips unconsciously twitch.

“Patience, princess,” he rumbles, shifting his weight to better reach your cunt. “Maker—you’re dripping already.”

There's a moment just before Boba commits, his face hovering close enough that you can feel his sticky, hot breath, anticipation gripping your chest. And then he licks a broad stripe from the base of your pussy all the way up to your swollen clit.

His mouth Is searing, his tongue like liquid velvet as you shudder and grab at his head. He grunts against you as you drag him closer—greedy for everything he deems you worthy of. Boba’s mouth pinpoints around your clit, sucking and tracing circles over the bundle of nerves with the tip of his tongue. Your eyes flutter—it’s a struggle not to shut them completely. He asked you to watch after all…

He then trails lower, sucks on your labia, and makes his way down to your entrance. The wet heat of his tongue circles your entrance, skips over it completely to lick at the wetness dripping lower that threatens to pool onto the throne or the floor. He opens his mouth wide and hums in appreciation, devouring your pussy like he’s been denied this his entire life.

“Fuck—Boba,” you cry, canting your hips into his mouth.

It's perfect. So fucking good.

The tips of his thick fingers, two of them, press at your entrance, teasing the fluttering ring of soft muscle before sinking in. The two digits slip in with ease—all the way up to the second knuckle and when he draws them back, they're slick with your wetness, glinting in the low light. With a smirk, Boba thrusts them back in, then out—setting a steady pace that he refuses to stray from. It leaves you just hovering along the sharp edge of oblivion, the catch of his knuckles and calloused skin along your walls pure torture. Stars—he’s going to be the death of you—

Your hips arch into him, trying to urge him to go faster. Instead, he slowly retracts his fingers and removes his mouth. You gasp in frustration as your cunt clenches around thin air. It almost hurts.

“I told you to be patient,” Boba chuckles, massaging a warm palm along the outside of your thigh. “You’re behaving like a brat.”

“I’m—I—I’m sorry—“ You wheeze, trying to rope in some self control that fled a long time ago. Your wits are scrapped thin as you throw your hand against the back of the throne. You don’t care that he’s rendered you to a begging mess, your words slurred and hardly understandable. You're so close to diving off the edge—so near to those plush lips and weathered hands that’ll surely become your salvation. "Please! P-please—I need..."

You're babbling as he drags his fingertips over your thigh, skims over your cunt, and traces a pattern into your opposite thigh. "Boba. Fuck. I pro-promise to be better—I can do it. Please—“

He complies.

Two fingers are thrust up into your dripping cunt, curving so deliciously into something that feels like unrefined plasma bolts. His mouth dips down and sucks on your clit and with a few more curls and thrusts of his fingers inside of your clenching walls, your body seizes up tight.

You're flying off you’re high, faster than a fucking speeder with tampered gears. You cum onto his tongue with a strangled cry of his name, sparks of blurry white lining the edges of your vision as your back arches. Boba keeps licking you through your orgasm, even as you buck and squirm in his iron hold. Stars implode behind your eyelids as heat, hotter than wildfire and jetfuel spreads from your center all the way up your stomach and down to your toes. You're shaking, lucid enough to hear Boba, and feel the vibration of his groan, as he licks up the flood of your wetness over his tongue.

Your brain swims in hazy bliss and fuzzy pleasure as you float back to reality. He's still curling his fingers into your pussy and it hurts. You're too sensitive. Your nerves are rubbed raw and you're still throbbing—but you're too fucked out and still riding the waves of your orgasm to push him away. He takes this opportunity to tilt his fingers into your cunt faster, suckle and lave his tongue over your clit that burns from overstimulation—somehow you're back at the very edge again.

It's sharper than a blade against flesh. Your thighs quiver around him as he twists his fingers inside you and bumps agains that tiny, little patch of nerves that wrenches a cry from you. Your orgasm floods through you veins, bursting and rupturing every cell in your being. This one is blistering—charrs all the way to the fucking bone. Your core pulses around Boba’s fingers, fucking you through it until those burning waves of release eventually cease into a dull throb. You whimper and push at his forehead because he's still licking at your cunt. You panic a bit—fucking hell, he’s gonna make you cry—but he pulls away, his mouth and chin wet with your slick.

Boba leaves absolutely no time to completely float down from your high—you squeak as his hands shoot up to grab at your hips, wrenching you off the throne and all but throwing you onto the same floor he kneels on. You flash him a dopey grin, letting your legs fall open for his enjoyment—

“Such a filthy princess,” he chuckles, extending a hand to cover your knee, bending it further out to expose more of your flushed cunt. “You taste sweeter than star cherries.”

You preen at his compliment. “You’re not so bad yourself.”

It earns you an amused huff. Boba scrapes the hand resting on your knee to the apex of your legs, thumb and forefinger gently parting your delicate, slick folds. You bite back a keening whine, utterly exposed to him as he slips the hood back from the throbbing knot of nerves at the top of your slit. Too raw. Your pussy clenches involuntarily, causing everything from your toes to your hips stiffen. Boba hums in delight at his handiwork.

“Stars, Boba—please…” You beg, voice breathy and soft like whips of spider silk. Boba makes a sound that oozes with smug pleasure, teasing your sore clit with unadulterated glee. “Please,” you hear yourself whimper over your pounding pulse, shifting in his grasp and praying he’ll put an end to this sickly sweet torture.

“Pretty little thing, begging for my cock…” He rasps, darkly threaded sin and the husky scrape of the gray sea licking up jagged, black rock. You’re certain he could talk you into unraveling at the seams, untouched and putty in his hands for him to mold and shape. Boba’s other hand sweeps up your sternum, his fingertips dancing along the mythosaur pendant coiled around your neck. He then curls his thick fingers around the base of your throat and ever so lightly squeezes. “Poor baby—all worked up after a few days…I’ll fix that for you.”

Before you can fully process, he grabs the swell of your hip and flips you onto your belly. The air from your lungs is knocked out of your chest, the abrasive sandstone bitting into the points of your elbows and patches of your skin and no doubt leaving behind irritated scrapes. You hear the shuffle of fabric and then Boba suddenly seizes your hips and arches them into his crotch, grinding the deliciously hard length of his cock through your wet folds. Throbbing and just as desperate as you are, Boba refrains from flinging you into another bout of teasing. He slicks himself up with your arousal and drags the tip of himself to your clenching center and sinks that first, glorious inch inside of you.

With a low groan, Boba pushes in deeper, watching your tight hold flutter and accommodate his thick length. It’s the same as before during that night in the cantina—dreadfully full and all but bursting at the seems. The gentle rocks of his hips and gravelly praise eventually allow him to finally bottom out, his sharp hipbones resting against the swell of your ass as you shudder and groan. Fuck—

You can feel him in your fucking guts.

Boba grants you a brief moment to settle and then—it’s catastrophic.

Your jaw drops in a silent scream when he pulls back, all the way to the tip and slams back into your tight heat. Boba’s hand tangles into your hair at the nape of your neck and and pulls, forcing your back into a sharp arch. The action leaves more of you open, somehow pressing in even further. He hits so deeply within you—stars it feels like he’s splitting you open and laying you bare.

His dark chuckle resonates above you—a bit breathy as he tames his own frazzled nerves. “Shit—that feels good. Doesn’t it, princess?”

Your incoherent babble makes him laugh as he gives your hair a playful tug, all the while he never stops thrusting in and out of you. You wiggle your hips, the slight shift makes it ache, and the sharp downward thrusts put delirious pressure on that patch of nerves that renders you dizzy. Every muscle in your body feels like it’s a tightly spooled cable, fraying and an inch away from snapping. Your gasping breaths pitch into airy squeaks as the fist twisted in your hair tightens, tugging your head back just a bit more.

Boba lurches foreword, the nip of beskar a frigid shock to the bare skin of your back when he lays over you, his elbows caging you in close. His head drops onto your shoulder blade, pressing sloppy kisses over the arch of your throat and slope of your shoulder—without warning he sinks his teeth into the juncture of your neck. Maker save you—

The feral drag of Boba’s teeth digging into your sensitive flesh skin makes you squeeze around his cock—Boba answers with a soft growl that vibrates against the skin of your shoulder. Somehow he fucks into you harder, his pace becoming brutal. Your nails scrabble against the floor, searching for some sort of anchor as you wail under him.

It’s too much—fuck, you’re gonna implode. Pinned between the rough sandstone and the hand in in your hair, mixed with the sharp pain of his teeth marring your skin—you loose it. Sensing your peaking orgasm, Boba’s fingers wedge between your legs to toy with your clit. He rubs quick circles with two fingers as he purrs words of filth into your ear—how good his pretty thing is for him, how well you came for him, how tight you are.

“There you go, little one,” Boba says, his words like a tendril of dark smoke. “Cum for your king.”

His efforts are quickly rewarded as you shudder and lock up harder than durasteel beneath him. A blinding surge of vicious heat, knocks you clean off your feet and steals away all the air left in your lungs as your nails dig into the sandstone—trembling and grappling blindly for a foothold in your own head. The cold chest plate is a much needed anchor for the overwhelming intensity that threatens to drown you and bury you six fix under.

He bites down again when he cums, his hips digging into you with short, rough jabs. “Fuck—you take me so well.” You squirm, feeling his cock throb and spill into you, making the mess between your legs smear over your thighs. His thrusts stutter to a stop as he sighs deeply and pulls out, a mixture of his cum and your arousal spilling onto the floor. Boba huffs above you, drags a finger through your swollen folds and pushes it back inside of you. “Good girl.”

You shiver—reduced to a useless puddle with no intent from moving off the floor as Boba’s weight moves away. You could sleep here—that’s something completely plausible you think. Nice, warm dirt—

Boba purrs your name—the sound piquing your interest enough that you overcome the heaviness that’s settled in your body and move your head. He’s returned to his throne, cheeks a bit flushed and his chest rising and falling to recover precious air. You watch as Boba peels off his cuirass with practiced ease, and lays it with care onto the floor. He murmurs your name a second time and pats his lap, coaxing you off the floor.

You happily slither onto his thighs, exhausted and all too eager to be swept up into the warmth of his arms. He grunts as you tuck your head under his chin and cuddle into his chest, relishing the rough scrape of his palms folding over your shoulder and the outside of your thigh. His soft breaths tickle the top of your head paired with the quiet, but steady rhythm of his heart beating beneath your fingertips and ear pressed onto his sternum. Your eyes flutter shut and though a hushed silence falls over the room, there’s nothing to be said.

Boba tucks his nose into your hair and you smile, the slow speak of your heart unraveling into a lush garden of something new and brittle—like flakes of frost in the early morning sun. He’s more bruise than bleed nowadays—a wound closed then reopened and he promises nothing of a future beyond what you have in these moments. And yet—

You wouldn’t trade it for anything in the world.

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bluejaem · 3 years

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⌗ nct dream’s reaction to their s/o holding onto their arm during a jumpscare

mark !

when it’s a horror movie, but this man’s blushing like crazy.

he may be a little awkward at first

but he’ll get comfy soon enough don’t worry

i can assure you that he’s screaming internally right now

when he feels your grip loosening, he involuntarily makes you hold onto his arm again

“uh- I didn’t mean to-”

you shush him up and hold onto him,

and he becomes a blushing mess once again.

renjun !

renjun too would be pretty shy at first

when he looks at you, he has a soft smile plastered on his face

at this point, he isn’t even watching the movie

rather, he’s admiring your beauty

if this was how watching horror movies with you would go,

he’s down for it every single day

you realize that you’ve been holding onto his arm the whole time, and let go

when you let go, he was praying that the entire movie was just filled with jumpscares

jeno !

you didn’t even realize the fact that you were holding onto his arm

you were about to release your grip from his arm

when you felt him pulling you closer to him

he liked this kind of intimacy,

it was subtle, yet enough.

he wore that pretty eye smile of his throughout the movie.

it didn’t feel like a horror movie to him,

it was just a cute little cuddle session with you.

haechan !

totally not gonna make fun of you after the movie gets over

“aww my baby got scared”

on the outisde, he’s gonna act all immature, and make fun of you

but on the inside, he’s just too damn soft for you man😔✋

so not gonna let you let go of his arm

and if you do, he’s gonna hold you even closer to himself

he likes the fact that you feel safer when you hold onto him

he just loves you okay. and now my single and pathetic ass is gonna have a mental breakdown bye.

jaemin !

i can practically see that fucking beautiful smile of his even when i’m oceans away-

i apologise to those zombies who may be third wheeling through the screen, but it aint about yall freaks rn

he’s smiling so wide right now, (pls stop him)

he’s just that whipped for you.

ain’t nobody watching the movie at this point

it’s an intense staring contest,

and neither of you look like you’re gonna back off

but this staring contest, ends with soft pecks on your cheeks uwu

chenle !

this one is gonna be cute af

chenle’s reaction would be a mix of haechan’s and jeno’s

he wants to tease the fuck out of you for being scared

but at the same time, he doesnt want you to let go sjhdhdsj

and he enjoyed being able to cuddle with you at the end

after the movie its probably going to be like:

“did you like the movie? i dont even think you saw it though, you were too busy admiring my beauty”

that statement sure did earn him a look from you

jisung !

okeyy so i lowkey love his reaction

kinda reminds me of mark’s

he’s such a shy baby uwu

he’s used to being the one always getting scared and holding onto something/someone

but now it’s someone else who feels safe while holding onto his arm uwu

he’s blushing like crazy, i tell ya

and you know that cute awkward laugh that he has, keep replaying that

although he low-key wants you to stay like that, holding onto his arm.

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nincompoopydoo · 3 years

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DEBRIS AND MISERY

THE A-TEAM ; PART 7 / ?

PAIRING: Loki Laufeyson x Female!Reader WORD COUNT: 3.3k SUMMARY: Now stranded on Lamentis with two of the worst variants, you find it difficult to decide whether Loki is potentially empathetic to others around him. A/N: I’m so sorry I haven’t updated in awhile and for posting this slow-moving and kinda uneventful chapter but I promise you, it’s vital for the next chapter as it explains a few things. Please tell me what you think so far and maybe theories? (idk if yall have any lol) gif from this gifset by @kamalaskhans WARNINGS: Swearing. Loki being a jerk. Loki and Sylvie support my writing through ko-fi💖 MASTERPOST ; MASTERLIST

Vertigo strikes you more often than you enjoy. The sensation of everything that encompasses, spinning in tandem with your mind. It’s the work you deal with that constantly sends your brain reeling because the complexity of time travel and time itself sometimes becomes too much to handle. Yet, this isn’t vertigo caused by an existential crisis. It’s nausea from the throbbing gash on your cheek and the numbness of your entire face from the fall through the time door.

For a split second, as your body surges through the door in mid-air, you have a vision, a series of flashing images—crimson eyes blinking before you, the sea, the Sun and fire.

Then, it’s gone and you land with a loud thump.

Your head hurts. Your face hurts. Everything hurts.

A groan escapes your lips, muffled with your face to the ground. You attempt to seize yourself up but immediately halt as your hand seems to come into contact with a shirt-like material. Too soft for it to be the ground unless you are on a mattress. Nothing seems to make sense anyway because a second ago, you had a knife to your throat and another, you are falling.

Deciding that maneuvering in the darkness of your shut eyes isn’t going to give you answers, they flutter open, adjusting to the lightness and hues of your surroundings. Then, every muscle of yours freezes with the realization that it is not the ground you had landed on as you meet another’s eyes with the same stricken gaze, staring back at you. Loki, in a rather unfortunate position, lays beneath you.

Momentarily, time passes like a goddamn laggard.

You can hear and feel every ragged breath he takes. Suddenly, you find yourself swallowing.

What a great time to stab him in the chest if you had a knife right now.

Yet, the moment passes as the tension severely thickens and your anxiety starts to creep onto you with the sudden awareness of your unknown surroundings. Purplish hues can never be good. You continue to seize yourself up in the effort to get back on your feet albeit legs feeling weak when you unceremoniously jab his rib with your elbow and you hear Loki wince from below you.

“Woman! Why are your elbows so sharp?!” Loki shrieks through a series of grunts. In a swift movement, his hands are on either side of your shoulders, shoving you off him. You land hard on your back, head slamming onto something metallic as it clangs with the impact. You groan, hand flying to your head as you eye the God with sharp eyes. “Ow!” you yell but then hear the same exclamation echo from another’s lips—the fugitive variant. You seemed to have kicked her in the knee.

In your peripheral vision, there’s a certain glint that catches your eyes. It’s the tempad, sitting idly amongst the dark gravel. Before you could even begin to pull yourself up from the ground, you are being hauled once more as the blonde climbs over you to reach for the device. But, Loki is quick to grab her by the foot, yanking her away with force.

“Get off my foot!” she growls as Loki attempts to make an expeditious crawl towards the device. He manages to snag it but, the Goddess hoists his head onto a nearby desk with a loud clang.

She already has it within her grasp as you’re struggling to lift yourself.

“Goodbye, variants.” she spits, voice course. If it weren’t for your throbbing migraine and the sting from the open wound along your cheek, you would have properly realized she referred to you as a variant. Well, she’s not wrong to a certain extent.

Yet, she’s still here and no timedoor appears.

“You’re outta juice!” Miss Minutes’ American Southern accent mechanically echoes from the tempad in an almost eerily way followed by repetitive low beeps. You watch her repeatedly stab the screen with slightly wide panicked eyes. “It’s not working,” she says, expression growing anxious with every passing minute.

Loki manages to gracefully stand on his own two feet, even after a brutal hit to his skull, and unexpectedly bends over to you and offers an outstretched hand. You don't say anything, taking it as he hauls you up with a hand to your back as leverage. In an attempt to steady yourself, you instinctively grab his shoulder

Then, you find yourself being yanked by the sleeve and a knife to your throat once again.

She has a scowl imprinted on her face, eyes blazing with frustration and rage.

“Give me your tempad,” she snarls, face close to yours. You can feel the edge of the knife grazing your neck with every inhale. A nervous laugh escapes your lips, eyeing the shine of the blade. “Do you really want to do that?”

For a moment, her face falls, yet it’s gone the next second. She pushes the blade closer. If you breathe, there’s going to be blood. “Give me your tempad or I’ll slice your throat,” she threatens and with your erratic heart pounding in your chest, you manage to cry out.

“I don’t have a tempad!”

“She doesn’t have a tempad!”

You and Loki exclaimed synchronically and shared a look. As far as you were concerned, only Renslayer and Mobius knew about the confiscation of your tempad because it was embarrassing enough to be the only analyst to be called to court. You have so many questions but right now, you should be thinking about how your one slash away from being decapitated.

You feel his grip on your back tighten and within a split second, everything changes around you.

Your surroundings have changed, her knife is no longer on your neck. Magically, you have been transported across the room, facing her back. Loki releases his hold on you and shoves the blonde to the side as she tumbles into a storage shelf.

Your stomach churns unannounced, feeling like the floors are spinning below you as you try to wrap around the fact that you were on the other end of the room a while ago and now you’re here. Transportation or whatever the hell it was, made your insides feel like it's about to spew out of your mouth.

“Never do that again,” you groan, holding your abdomen. Meanwhile, Loki has plucked the tempad from the ground and the other doesn’t seem to want to take the hint that fighting isn’t going to do any good to the situation.

“Just give it back to me. You don’t even know how to recharge it.”

“Well, I do.” you chirp and she eyes you with a scowl. “And so does he. You’re not the only tech-savvy Loki.”

“Don’t call me that!”

You and Loki shoot a bewildered look her way.

“Tech-savvy?”

You swing your head to look at the God who shares an expression equivalent to your own, silently raising the only reasonable question at the moment: What the fuck?

Once again, both of your minds seem to be working in tandem as the two of you echo the same question at the same time like two peas in a fucking pod.

“No. A Loki.” Her gaze shifts between the two of you as she shifts in her stance ready to pounce. Yet, as she does, you see that flicker of green magic appear. In a blink of an eye, the tempad disappears. You suddenly grow worried.

“Loki, where’s tempad?—”

“So, you’re just fully a magician then?” The blonde cuts you off with a mocking tone, snarl directed towards Loki. You watch how his shoulders stiffen at her words.

“Fine. For my next trick,” from his grasp emerges a pair of daggers. “I’ll make you disappear.”

“Woah, Woah. Okay. Now, hang on—” as you were forcing yourself between the two, a shot of flame whizzes just about an inch away from your face, from above. You yelp at the sudden streak of fire right before your eyes as you watch it extinguish to nothing once it hit the ground. The three of you stagger back at the surprise of it.

“Is that one of your powers?”

“Where did you send us?”

Curiosity gets the better of you as you crouch down to inspect the hole in the ground. There are chunks of rock with pieces of dull metallic material amongst the debris. You recognize it in the way it shines under the light that beams through from above—it’s Iridium.

You know exactly where you are.

“You have got to be fucking me.”

Abruptly standing, your hands fly up to hold the sides of your head, face morphing to sheer horror, eyes are wide and breaths deepened. The two Lokis stare at you with slightly anxious looks. You attempt to pull back the wisps of your hair that caress your bloody and bruised cheeks to try and diffuse the growing panic and anger sizzling in your chest.

You feel compressed, stuffy. It doesn’t help when you have two pairs of eyes staring you down while you have a meltdown. So, with the turn of your heel, you trudge out of what you finally figured to be one of the fleets of tents as part of a relief camp. The two variants trail behind you.

A sky filled with light bursts and streaks of asteroids and planetoids. In the foreground, the planet Lamentis grows immensely, its structure severely fractured. The collapse of Lamentis is the ultimate apocalypse and the three of you might as well be dead by now. The ground beneath you rumbles as asteroids shoot towards you from above like flaming arrows. Your head begins to throb all over again at the apocalyptic sight.

“You idiot! This is Lamentis-1!” You hear the woman scream as Loki bickers back. “I don’t know what that means!”

You whip your head to the two of you, teeth-gritting and nose flared—you’re practically seething. “We’re on a moon and that planet is about to crash into and destroy all of us! No one makes it out of here and it’s your fault we’re stranded here!” Your anger is directed towards the two but Loki very well knows it’s specifically him. He swallows, attempting to hide his sudden guilt. “So, fuck you. Fuck both of you—”

“Oh, isn’t that just fantastic—”

“Watch out!”

The woman hollers and suddenly, you are being pushed aside as a meteorite darts, punctuated by a screech that makes your ears ring. Then, you find yourself being guided by firm grips to your arms, dragging you as the three of you sprint across the area. You seek temporary shelter under a tanker, crouching behind its tire. The two variants continue to bicker but to you, their voices are muffled as all you hear is intense ringing.

The fugitive variant abruptly stands, extending her finger to a rundown mining shack. “There!” and once again, much to your feet’s dismay, you’re sprinting through a goddamn warzone. From experience, you know you’re not a fast runner—the whole physicality to it just doesn’t match up to your capabilities. So, you trail behind them, struggling to catch up yet, despite your efforts, the universe tends to play your enemy once again as a meteorite strikes you in the arm.

You collapse to the ground and your right ear starts to ring again, louder than before. You don’t hear your shrill scream, cutting through the noise of the eruptions—it’s just a high-pitched tone drumming in your ears and the excruciating pain burning in your arm.

Loki appears before you, barking words you can’t hear. All you do is grip your arm, pressing into the wound. There’s definitely blood, you feel it surging within your fingers. Indefinitely, you feel his hand sharply tug at the crook of your unhurt arm, hauling you up to stand. His other arm curls around your back, pulling you with him in an attempt to make a run for it towards the shack. Overhead, you see her running, whipping her head around to glance at you. She looks afraid.

The ringing finally halts and through all the wailing like war cries ricocheting across the crater, you hear his voice, ragged and low. It's only for your ears. “Come on, just a little more—”

You’re close to shelter with the blonde a few steps ahead of you. You unconsciously knot your hand against the fabric of his jacket, as if it will conjure any lasting energy left in you push yourself forward, and prevent you from thinking about your bleeding arm.

Eventually, the three of you make it to the shack, slamming the door shut once you’re stepping into the place with the sound of muted metallic thunks. You free yourself from his hold, sliding down the door and to your feet, feeling weak as ever. Your eyes flicker to the wound and it's unexpectedly huge and crimson. You groan, ignoring how the constant arguing of the two variants has become white noise to you but right now, all you need is some goddamn silence.

“Would you two just shut up?” Their pathetic squabble comes to an abrupt stop at your words. You then fish out a handkerchief, from your back pocket, weakly waving it towards your bleeding arm. “—And help me out here?”

The blonde’s snarl returns, “And why would we even help you?”

Loki turns to her with a surprised look. “We? So, we are a team—”

“Shut up—”

“Because let’s face it. The two of you are pathetic liars and you don’t actually know how to charge the tempad. So, help me out here before I start losing more blood than I should and you’ll have no way off this moon.” There’s silence and all you do is concentrate on your breathing as the two of them just stand there, staring, thinking. They share a look. The quiet passes in a moment, Loki surprisingly steps towards you and goes to crouch down to your level. He plucks the handkerchief from your grasp and ties a firm knot.

“Does this mean you’re not planning on killing us?”

You snort, gaze shifting between the two. “Not for now.”

You don't notice the flicker of green emerging from his fingertips as he holds his palm against your wound. You don't notice how the pain nearly subsides at his touch.

—

The golden cocktail glass mocks you with the lack of alcoholic liquid. It shines under the pretty and obscure chandelier above the circular bar where a bartender shuffles her way around. It also manages to reflect the daze of your expression and the flying wisps of your hair that drifts with every passing elite Lamentian adorned with some fancy hat and shiny heels. They seem to move at an obnoxious prissy speed. Though the thought of every being on this moon is about to die and you too might join them in the apocalypse, it somehow comforts you to think that these rich and elite groups, prioritized to enter the evacuation ark, will be joining the others as well.

The trek from the crater to the train had been nothing but eventful. You kept your mouth shut for most of the time, not wanting to lose your energy over two varaints who can’t seem to get along for once. From the woman who blasted the two for harassing her and Loki’s disguise to enter the train, heading for Shuroo, you wonder if this was all worth it.

You also learn that the woman goes by Sylvie. Not Loki.

Strange.

Right now, you aren’t too worried about the major possibility of dying. As much as you hate the two Loki variants that forcefully brought to the current situation you’re in, you know, from working with several variants of the Asgardian prince, Lokis do not die. But, will you? It’s a question better left unanswered.

Loki appears beside you, elbow propped up on the bar, leaning towards it as he faces you with an oddly sickly grin. It’s nearly amusing when you notice how Sylvie and Loki are entirely different from each other, one being much more aloof than the other, yet hold equivalence as well. At the moment, the difference between the two is obvious because you are very sure Loki is as intoxicated as you are while Sylvie has gone off to dream world by the corner of the lounge.

At least you only have to deal with one for the moment.

“You should really stop drinking,” you say, taking a swig from the martini glass. Loki snorts, curiously watching you in a slight daze. “Then, I must call you a hypocrite.” You scoff, not merely paying any mind to his usual antics and clever counters. You spare him a glance before lifting the cocktail glass to rest upon your lips, “Always so perceptive about everyone but yourself.”

Amid his drunken stupor, he nearly hears his mother with every articulation of those words. He is yet to admit of his amazement for your unmatching traits to your personality—so wise yet so outrageously reckless. Your mind is powerful but you don’t tend to use it very well. Loki merely hums, deciding to disregard his surprise, and takes a seat beside you on the barstool. You don’t shift or flinch away when his shoulder brushes against yours.

“Untrue. I know nothing about you,” he says, glancing your way in his periphery, “And that is because you never let me.” Your laugh comes off more like a puff of air, hinted with amusement. “It’s not that. There is nothing to know about me. I’m not very interesting, unlike you and your variants.”

Loki turns to you, lips pursed into a smile that’s knowing and somehow charming. “Don’t be so modest. You are a part of the most powerful bureaucratic organization in the universe. You must have been to many places, seen many things...” he trails off, watching the deepening furrow of your brows. You turn in your seat to properly face him this time, “And why does it matter?” You eye him suspiciously as he briefly raises his palms in defense. “It doesn’t. I was just...curious.”

You shift in your seat, arm now propped up on the bar. “Well, curiosity did kill the cat.”

“But satisfaction brought it back.”

Silvertongue. You narrow your eyes.

“I’m surprised you know that.”

Loki shrugs, gesturing to the bartender for another cup while you carelessly decide he isn’t worth babysitting for now. The alcoholic drink arrives and he takes an unceremonious shot.

“I think you should really go easy—”

He scoffs, “You sound a lot like Thor.”

You’re frowning again.“You’re drunk.”

“And you’re a mewling quim.”

You’re surprisingly calm at his words. He immediately regrets it, thoroughly blaming the alcohol on his once sharp mind. Though your stare is outright intimidating.

“You know, there’s this ancient poem—Hávamál. You might be familiar with it. Hávamál is said to present advice and wisdom from Odin’s very lips. With your current behavior, a particular stanza comes to mind,” you say, voice hinted with cynicism. He knows of Hávamál but with the current scatter of his mind, it’s a lot harder to remember the words of the specific lines of the poem.

“Humour me.” are the words that leave his lips. They are challenging.

You don’t take your eyes off him as you speak lowly, “Er-a svo gott sem gott kveða öl alda sonum, því að færra veit er fleira drekkur síns til geðs gumi”

Less good than they say for the sons of men is the drinking oft of ale: for the more they drink, the less can they think and keep a watch o'er their wits.

You just called him a drunkard idiot in fluent old Norse and it strikes him like a blade to his cheek. Not as bad of an insult than his, but certainly less childish.

His mouth goes dry.

Abruptly standing to your feet, you take a final swig of your drink, slamming it rather vigorously on the bar. “Maybe, you should have listened to your father more often.” With a spin of your heel, you’re walking away from him. Loki swallows, calling after you. “Where are you going?”

You halt in your step, turning to him momentarily with an unknown expression and a lingering gaze. “Away from you.”

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dreamescapeswriting · 4 years

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BTS Reaction | Boyfriend Tag [Request]

Seokjin:

You couldn't even remember how this all started but you were sitting across from Jin during a VLive eating noodles while he was asking you questions about himself to see how well you knew him. Army was going insane for it because you'd been together for so long they wanted to see if you really knew Jin,

"Which university did I go to?" He asked right as you took a mouthful of noodles into your mouth, you swallowed them and wiped your mouth staring at him,

"Easy, Konkuk University and then Hanyang Cyber University." You smirked at him as he ticked off that you'd gotten another one right that he had written down,

"Next one." You giggled looking at him as he frowned, you'd gotten everything right so far which was no surprise considering you'd been dating for a while.

"What do I tell people my favourites movies are but what are they really?" He always changed what he told people his favourites were so you were struggling,

"You've been telling people it's horror lately but we both know you hide behind me when we watch them and I know your favourites are anything with Disney princesses." He wrote down that you were right again making you laugh as you took a drink of coffee and watched him,

"Languages?"

"Chinese, English, a little Japanese and of course, Korean." You smirked over at the camera and saw that the comments were going faster as you were getting question after question,

"When did I join BigHit?"

"2010 and you trained for four years." You pushed noodles into your mouth and he threw the pen and pad down onto the table biting into his own food,

"Do I know you enough?" You giggled looking at him as he playfully glared at you,

"You know me too well." You poked your tongue out at him and he turned to look at Army to see if they knew the answers as well which most of them did but the rest of them were too busy laughing about how pouty Jin was being about everything.

Yoongi:

Though he would never admit it Yoongi was liking this a lot more than he was putting out to the camera, he loved the fact that you made Youtube videos and that he got to feature in them, he loved that you always asked him to do videos with you when he wasn't working because he got to spend more time with you. Right now was a fan suggested video and it was to do the Boyfriend Tag with him everyone knew that you were together since there was a release about it in the magazines and online about your relationships,

"Easy one, what else do I want to do besides produce and make music?" You looked at him and then smiled,

"Radio DJ, which is why you're always doing your little VLive Fm's." You smiled and he smirked at you, he adored how well you knew him.

"Okay next one, Why am I named Suga and Agust D?" You were thinking on it for a second, you'd had that conversation a couple of days ago.

"Okay, Suga is because the first syllables are from shooting guard which was your position and then Agust D is Suga backwards with DT Because of Daegu Town." He stared at you with a smile on his lips, he was just getting more and more impressed by how well you knew him.

"My ideal date night?"

"Either a night in together, movies, a walk and something to eat or taking a huge nap together." You said as you looked at him, remembering your most recent date which was literally both of you falling asleep on the sofa watching a movie,

"How many hours of sleep do I get?"

"Five, because you're fucking weird and can't sleep more than that." You grumbled looking at him and then over at the camera,

"He won't even lay there and just cuddle me either." You pouted causing him to lean over and kiss your cheek,

"Shut up." He mumbled against your skin making you giggle at him.

(yall dont understand the harships i go through when i see multiple gifs i wanna use)

Hoseok:

It was Jungkook's idea, you were all bored sitting inside of a hotel room since it was pouring it down with rain and none of you could go out. Now it was a test to see who knew Hobi better between you and Yoongi and you were currently winning which was surprising you since Yoongi and Hoseok had been hanging around together a lot longer than you had,

"What did I get a bronze medal for?" You looked at Yoongi who was still thinking on it,

"Tennis match," You said to Hoseok who smirked writing down a point for you on the whiteboard that they had,

"This is all fresh in your memory that's the only reason you know it." Yoongi chuckled looking at you as you pretended to be offended.

"What company did I originally audition for?"

"Jyp." You got out just before Yoongi did and the boys let out a chorus of 'Oh's' making Yoongi glare at them playfully, you giggled at them and then looked at Hobi.

"Make them harder baby." You whined looking at Yoongi who was already struggling enough he didn't need them to be harder.

"What school did I go to?" You and Yoongi fell into silence and stared at one another, you knew it it was right on the tip of your tongue.

"Collaborative point?" You questioned and Yoongi nodded as you tried to think of the answer together,

"Isn't it..." You leant over and whispered into his ear and he nodded,

"Academy for Rap and dance in Gwangju?" You both asked in sync looking at Hoseok who was laughing at you both,

"Yes, last one...Name of my old street dance team?"

"Neuron." You shouted out making the boys all laugh as you won the round and started dancing around the hotel room,

"They cheated!" Yoongi yelled at you looking at you and Hoseok as you started laughing together

Namjoon:

"Jin this is stupid, why do we have to see who knows him better it's clearly me." You laughed as Jin got ready for another round of questions from Namjoon who looked like he was getting bored of the game that Jin had arranged for all three of you.

"You're just saying that because you're losing." You stared at Jin and then at Namjoon who had a point sheet in his hands,

"She's winning actually...She's ahead by four points." Jin stared at Namjoon who was staring back at him,

"Next four questions are worth two points each." You agreed to the terms and got ready to answer,

"Where did I study?" You slapped your knee meaning it as your turn to answer first.

"New Zeland." You answered looking to your side to see Jin sighing and throwing his head back,

"I'll take one point for each one I get right, you take four if you get one right." You giggled and he pushed you softly,

"Deal."

"When did I release Mono?" You gave Jin a couple of seconds before you slapped your knees,

"October 23rd 2018."

"How do you remember the exact date?!" Jin yelled giving up and looking at you, you were giggling as he started to talk so fast he was rapping again.

"Last one!" Namjoon yelled making you both calm down,

"Ideal date?"

"No, new question. She'll know that easily." You nodded in agreement and Namjoon thought about another question,

"When did I change my stage name?"

"2017...November?" You said looking at him with a raised eyebrow he nodded, Jin threw down his pieces of paper and walked out of the dorm living room giving up and leaving you and Namjoon alone.

"You owe me ice cream!!" You screamed after him listening out as he slammed his bedroom door.

Jimin:

Jimin had been binge-watching couple videos all week and he decided that he wanted to do one like it on VLive with you and because Army loved you both together they decided to agree to watch it finding entertaining with how far Jimin had gotten into it, he'd made a banner for the backdrop, had a buzzer for you to push and even had helplines ready in case you needed them. He was treating it like a little gameshow but so far you were doing amazingly and hadn't used any lifeline, or needed help from Army because you knew him that well.

"Final four questions," He said to the phone looking back at you with a smile,

"What school did I transfer from and which one did I go to?" He questioned looking at you and glancing over at the phone to see Army already answering,

"You went to Busan High School of Arts and went to Korea Arts High School with Tae." He cheered and moved onto the next question,

"What are some of my hobbies outside of BTS?"

"Being with friends and family, reading comics and romance novels that you don't tell anyone about and staying on your phone for hours." He stared at you as you outted him about the secret romance book collection he was growing but moved on,

"What was my old motto?"

"Something like 'Let's keep trying till we can't do it anymore?" He nodded and moved onto the last question, all of them had been relatively easy...or for you at least they had but you had been together for a long time.

"What am I most confident about with myself?"

"Your eyes, but you should be confident about everything because you're perfect." He pushed a button on his phone which filled the room with fake clapping and cheering and you giggled as he brought you close to his chest and hugged you lovingly.

Taehyung:

It was all his idea, he'd been watching some videos online where he watched couples seeing if they knew each other well enough and now you were sitting on the sofa quizzing back and forth about one another,

"Who's my biggest role model?" He asked looking over at you with a smirk, he hadn't spoken about it much but you remembered him mentioning it once in front of the boys,

"Your dad, you said you wanted to be like him. Someone who listens and takes care of his children encourages them about their future and helps them." He smiled at you and nodded along with you telling you that you were right, he answered your question next and it was his turn again.

"Who are some of my closest friends besides the boys?"

"Park Bogum, Sungjae, Minjae, Baekhyun, Mark, and Minho....Tae you have too many friends for me to count." You grumbled looking at him while he laughed.

"Okay, okay...What would I do if I wasn't an Idol?"

"Photographer, or a painter...You've never said you wanted to be a painter but you should, you're really good at it." You complimented reaching across to the bowl of popcorn which was sitting on his lap, you put some in your mouth and he copied you.

"When did I get Yeontan?"

"2017 around December time." He stared at you as you fired off every question he gave you with a smile on your face.

"I just know you too well baby, now what's my reward?" You giggled looking at him, he slowly moved the bowl onto the table and kissed you roughly.

"Me. I'm the reward." You giggled at him as he continued to kiss you.

Jungkook:

Having a personal Twitter account to keep up with Army was fun, you spent a lot of time on there with Jungkook looking through accounts that you loved and showed him when you interacted with certain Army.

"What if Jungkook and Y/n did a twitter video asking questions about one another?" You read out looking at the phone and Jungkook stared up at you thinking it was a great idea,

"We should! It'll show how well we know one another." You stared at him thinking about it for a moment,

"Okay!" You got questions ready and he went first, sitting in front of you as you got the camera ready.

"Quickfire round, four questions each that's it." He told you as he took out the piece of paper he was holding with his questions already written down on.

"Okay, I'm ready." You told him looking at the phone and smiling,

"Favourite time of year?"

"When it's sunny but not too hot." He smiled and nodded moving onto the next one,

"What do I have a blackbelt in?"

"Taekwondo." He smirked and moved on,

"Do you know how many tattoos I have?" There were so many that kept appearing you were losing count,

"17?" You guessed looking at him and he nodded his head from side to side,

"About that yeah, okay why did I join BigHit?"

"You fell in love with Joonie and decided that was why you wanted to join." He chuckled moving over and kissing you on the lips, you'd edit it out later not wanting to get into trouble for having skinship online. Army loved it and started asking you to do more videos like that together, and it developed into a regular thing where you would film a video together every friday.

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hippiebuckyharrington · 4 years

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Yeah, It’s Me.

This is an almost very late birthday gift to my dear @negativenuggetz. You deserve the world, and I hope you had a wonderful birthday! Thank you for being wonderful and always cheering me up. You deserve so much more than this, but I hope you like it!! (Mind the read more)

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5. "Coffee." Steve muttered, and slid a mug toward where Billy was just staring out the tiny window in the kitchen of their apartment.

Billy smiled a little, wrapping his fingers around the warm mug. He took a grateful sip, and sighed a little. Steve always knows how to make the coffee exactly the way Billy likes it. He almost makes it better than Billy himself make it.

"You work today?" Steve asks. Billy nods. "Need a ride?"

Billy nods again. He doesn't really talk much since July a year ago. Doesn't have much to say anymore. Though that's not quite true. He's not sure he can ever explain how traumatic it was to speak in a voice that wasn't his.

"I've got work today, but I can drop you off, and then if you don't mind waiting about 45 minutes after you're done, I can pick you up again." Steve says, smiling happily. He slides some bacon and eggs over to Billy. Billy eats quietly, and Steve chatters away about something Billy doesn't listen to. He’s been distracted since last summer, and Steve never blames him for that.

Billy clears his plate, and wordlessly wanders into his room to change for work. He pulls his hair back as best he can, it's growing out since the summer, and Billy really likes its length now.

Steve is changed for work too by the time Billy is, his name tag affixed to the horrible grey shirt he has to wear at the Video Store. He's yawning and watching TV.

Billy wanders back into the kitchen to try and cobble together a lunch. He doesn't do very much of the shopping, his hours at the garage are long, and he's almost always exhausted when he gets home. Steve always shops for them. Billy always means to help more, but it never works out. He’s always so tired.

"Oh! Here." Steve calls, coming over and handing Billy a brown paper bag. Billy blinks.

"Lunch?" Steve says and shakes the bag a little at Billy.

Billy nods, and takes the sack from Steve.

"Ready to go?" Steve says, and at Billy's nod he grabs the keys and leads the way to the car.

The Camaro, Billy's first love, is still out of commission after the summer. He’d get it fixed, tow it to the garage and fix it when things are slow, but the car is collecting dust in the back drive of Cherry Lane. Billy can't get it. Much as he wants too. Neil’s got it held hostage. Steve gives him rides and seems all too happy to mother hen him but Billy misses his baby.

They pull up to the garage, and Steve smiles at Billy, bright and open. Billy's heart aches, how did Steve Harrington get so pretty.

"Have a good day! I'll be back at 7!" Steve chirps. Billy nods.

"Bye Harrington." He whispers.

Steve grins and pulls away from the curb once Billy gets out of the car. Billy clocks in and checks the list of cars, and the mechanics assigned to them.

"Hey there kiddo!" Bernie calls from the main garage.

"Good morning." Billy calls back. Bernie is Gary's wife, the two have been working at the garage for over 30 years.

Bernie chatters away all shift, but Billy doesn't mind. She talks about cars, and the people, and she doesn't care that Billy doesn't really answer.

"Your roommate drive you in?" She asks when they take their lunch break. Billy nods. He opens the paper bag and finds an apple, a sandwich, a candy bar, and a sticky note with a smiley face drawn on it. Billy rolls his eyes and starts in on the turkey sandwich.

"Roommate make the lunch too?" Bernie asks. Billy nods.

"You in love with him too, or is it just him?" Bernie asks. Billy chokes on his sandwich and gapes at her. She grins. "I ain't gonna tell anyone. I'm just askin."

"I…." He says. And then swallows thickly. "He's just… he likes taking care of people." Bernie grins.

"Sure, he does." Bernie says. "But I think yall love each other." She goes back to her cold pizza nonchalantly but Billy ignores her resolutely, desperately disputing what she's said in his head. It’s not true, Steve is straight.

He ignores her all afternoon, but when Steve's red Beemer pulls up, she wiggles her eyebrows at him and smirks. He blushes and scurries out to the waiting car.

"Hey!" Steve chirps when Billy climbs in. "How was your day?"

"Fine." Billy says, and can't help but watch Steve out of the corner of his eyes. Steve prattles on about some story at work.

Billy smiles at him a little and closes his eyes, listening to Steve complain about some annoying kid who apparently switched all the tapes and cases on the horror shelf, so he and Robin spent all shift sorting it out. It’s really nice, and Billy tries not to think about it too much.

4. Billy is drunk. Quiet drunk. Quit Drunk. Qu... Qu... Very Drunk. Whatever. He's drunk, for the first time in a while. He fumbles with his keys for ages on the front step, mostly just dropping them and picking them back up over and over.

Heather had shown up a few hours ago, barging through the apartment door and demanding that Billy join her for a party in Roan. Billy hadn't quite had a reason to say no, so he went with her. It had been loud, and exhausting. But it’d also been good, he'd drank warm, flat beer, danced with Heather, and smoked a little. And Heather had stayed sober and driven him home, and watched him carefully to see if he needed anything at the party. He’d even flirted a little. (The guy did NOT look like Steve, shuddup Heath.)

She's sitting in her car by the curb to watch and make sure he gets inside the apartment ok. She’s mostly just laughing at his many failed attempts too hard to actually help him.

He eventually does, and stumbles inside. It's dark, and he squints around. He turns and fumbles with the door trying to close it. (His foot is in the way, which takes him way too long to figure out). A light clicks on in the hallway.

"Bills?" Steve's sleepy voice calls. "You home?"

"yeps!" Billy chirps. Steve laughs.

"How ya feelin?" Steve mumbles.

"Goooooods." Billy slurs. Steve laughs and motions Billy into the kitchen.

He pulls out some leftovers from his dinner, spaghetti and garlic bread, that he heats up and slides over to Billy. Billy tucks into the food and eats quietly, this time because he’s inebriated. Steve sits at the table, adorably sleepy, in old basketball shorts and a giant stretched out hoodie, that he's pulled over his hands. He smiles softly at Billy whenever Billy looks at him.

"Tell me about the party." Steve whispers.

"Itssss fine. Loud." Billy says.

Steve nods. "I believe it. I'm glad you went."

"You are?" Billy whispers.

"Yeah, you're looking more like your old self." Steve says. Billy is too drunk to piece that bit together, so he just finishes his food.

Steve sits there and watches him for a while, knee pulled up, cheek resting on it. Billy shoves the plate away. Steve stands up and clears the plate. He ruffles Billy's hair a little on the way to the sink. Billy sighs happily, and rests his forehead on the table.

"Stevie, I'm vary drunk. Berry Drunk. Very Drink. Drunk. Issss drinked." He mutters. Steve chuckles from behind him.

"Yes, I can tell." He says.

"I'm soooooooooo sleepy. Hey Pretty Boy! Can Isss ask you something?" Billy mumbles.

"Of course, what's up?"

"Do weeeee has ice scream? Frozen milk? You know? The sugar and the cold. You know?" Billy says and then sits bolt upright. "Stevie! Oh mys god, tell me we have icescream!!"

Steve laughs. "We always have ice cream Bills." He pulls out the tub and dishes it up, sliding it to Billy again. Billy grins and digs in. Steve rolls his eyes and goes back to the dishes.

Billy almost falls asleep into his ice cream, but he finishes it. He only drops the spoon four times and he even tries to clear the dish. It's just basically a lot of fumbling around and Steve takes the bowl from him, laughing.

"Come on, bed time." Steve says, tugging Billy toward the bedrooms.

They rented this tiny two-bedroom apartment above Melvald’s after the summer, as soon as he was released from the hospital. Billy couldn't bear to live with his dad anymore, and Steve's parents kicked him out when they found out that he hadn't gotten into college.

It's got two tiny bedrooms, and one bathroom. Their furniture is all mismatched, and Billy is sleeping on a mattress on the floor, but they are out from under parents that hated them.

Steve eases Billy down onto his bed, and helps him out of his boots.

"Stevie?"

"Yes Bills?"

"I'm tired." Steve laughs.

"I know, we're getting you to bed." Steve says. "You want your jeans off?"

"You jus' tryin tah get me nekkkkkkid." Billy slurs, doing that closed eye drunk squint thing.

Steve laughs. "Sure, that's what I'm trying to do." The sarcasm is lost on Billy, but he’s not really paying attention.

He hauls Billy up, and helps him undo his button and fly, then slide out of the jeans. (Billy had worn underwear to the party because he knew he wouldn’t be getting any.)

Steve has to basically shove him back onto the bed, and he pulls the covers over Billy.

"Goodnight Bills." Steve whispers, and combs his fingers through Billy's hair for a minute. Billy's eyelids droop.

He's asleep before Steve even leaves the room.

"So, this boy put you to bed?" Bernie creaks the next day, in her raspy voice.

"Yeah." Billy says.

"Fed you, took off your pants, shoes, and put you to bed?" She asks, one eye brow creeping up.

"Yeah?" Billy says, eating the sandwich Steve made him.

"Boy, that man loves you." Bernie says. Billy rolls his eyes.

"He does not, straight remember?"

"Sure, he is, you keep thinking that." Bernie says, getting up to greet a haggard looking man walking toward the garage.

3. "Ok, so, I work all weekend, but the kids wanted to come over Saturday night, for movies. Dustin already gave me a list." Steve says, eyeing the notebook page where he'd scribbled his schedule. "I know they are a lot, but Max misses you."

"Ok." Billy says, and then slides the piece of paper with his schedule over to Steve.

They do this every two weeks, when they get their new schedules. Billy needs rides, he doesn't like the bus, and his coworkers can't pick him up often. Bernie takes him home sometimes, but Steve doesn't mind helping.

"Holy crap, Billy! Why are you working like 10 hours on Saturday?!" Steve cries, gaping at Billy's schedule.

"Only time we could get the school buses in for detailing before school starts." Billy mumbles.

"It's Hawkins, there's like four school buses." Steve mutters.

"They take a while, and we have some other cars that need finishing." Billy says. Steve sighs.

"That sounds like hell. Well, I can take you to work, and pick you up if you want that day, Tuesdays and Wednesdays you'll need a ride home." Steve says. Billy nods and makes a note on his schedule to ask Bernie, or maybe Sam. Sam works at the garage too, but he's attending college a few towns over, so he can't work as often.

Steve moves on, puttering around the kitchen making a grocery list, and Billy drifts off to read on the couch.

The week passes like usual. Work is busy, but Billy loves getting a car running again. He also rarely deals with clients. People expect a certain amount of brusqueness from their mechanic, and they don't mind if he doesn't talk much as long as the cars run again.

Saturday morning, he and Steve get up bright and early. Steve gets ready for work, makes them both lunch and coffee. He takes Billy to his job, two hours before Steve has to be at his own.

The school buses are all nightmares, and even with Sam, Bernie, Gary, and Billy all working on one, it takes them nearly the whole shift to get them working again on the school’s budget. They also get two of the really nice cars in from Loch Nora, for oil changes, but their owners demand full inspections. By the time the shift is over, all of them are exhausted, sacked out around the break room, with the fans going full blast. They all have shoved their coveralls down to their waists, and everyone's under shirts are riding up.

"Are those from…" Sam asks. Billy glances down and sees the edges of his scars peeking out under his white tank. He blows out a slow breath.

"Ay! Sam! Fuckin' rude man!!!" Bernie snaps, her usually cheerful demeanor squashed by so many hours working.

Sam looks sheepish and goes back to standing in front of the fan.

The official public story is that Billy was caught in the mall fire rescuing El and the kids. He was badly burned and had to be in ICU of the hospital for three weeks. That's all people know.

Billy self-consciously pulls down his tank and drops his head back to the couch.

"Billy?" Steve calls.

"We're in here hun!" Bernie calls. She's known Steve for years, her daughter used to babysit him when he was little.

"Hey Mrs. Hannan, Mr. Hannan." Steve says.

"You can call me Bernie; we've been over this honey." Bernie says. Steve rolls his eyes and nods. Gary nods at him, but doesn't say anything, he's exhausted.

"Ready to go Billy?" Steve asks. Billy nods and gets up, nodding to everyone.

"See you Monday Billy." Bernie calls. Billy nods again and follows Steve to the car. They are both quiet on the way home, Steve knows Billy is drop dead tired.

Once they get home, Billy nods at the kids piled all over the couch and heads to the shower. Max waves and settles back against Lucas.

Billy takes a long shower, trying to work all the grease out of his hair. He doesn't quite manage it, but he gives up when the water runs cold. He hops out of the shower, slinging the towel around his waist. He wipes off the mirror and stares. The scars have fades to pale pink right now, but they are raised and a little lumpy. He sighs, hating them. But the doctors said there was nothing they could do for them. He just has to live with them.

He pulls on a comfy shirt and flannel sleep pants. Billy steps out of the bathroom and tosses his work clothes toward the laundry pile in his room.

"Billy? Dinner's ready!" Steve calls.

Billy doesn't reply just heads to the kitchen. He stops short in the doorway. Steve is fighting back the kids from the piles of food on the table, armed with an apron and a spatula. One plate is piled with steamed broccoli covered in cheese, steaming still. Another is filled with crispy breaded fish, and there is a mountain of French fries next to it.

"I said wait! Billy gets to get food first!" Steve says, physically holding Dustin back.

"But I'm hungry!" Dustin whines.

"Tough shit, you guys are animals. Jesus." Steve says, and then grins at Billy.

"Hey! Come get food! These kids are gonna demolish this." Steve says, glaring at Lucas when he moves closer. El giggles.

Billy walks over and grabs one of their mismatched plates. He takes several pieces of fish, handfuls of fries, and a huge serving of broccoli. The second he clears the table, Steve sighs.

"Alright, go ahead you monsters." Steve says, and steps back as the kids swarm the table. Billy sinks onto the couch, and takes the cold beer Steve hands him. Billy takes a careful bite of the fish, and nearly groans at the taste.

"Is it good? I asked my aunt in Maine for the recipe, she used to live in Cali. Finding fresh Cod was a bitch. Is it good?" Steve asks softly. Billy nods.

"I love fish and chips, and broccoli." Billy says. Steve smiles.

"I know, I asked Max what your favorite food was. Your day was so crazy, I wanted to make you something good for ya." Steve say, and then leaps up to break up Mike and Dustin, who are fighting over the food.

Billy frowns at his food, but he's too tired to wonder why Steve went to all this trouble. He doesn't know where one would even buy fish in Hawkins, but it's the freshest he's had in a while. (Still not as fresh as Cali, but fresh for Indiana.)

He's so tired, and the food is perfect, so he shrugs it off and tucks in to his dinner. The kids all pile on the couch or floor with their plates and Steve puts in some alien movie that the kids watch raptly. Billy falls asleep half way through, with Max leaning against his side. Steve helps him to bed again, smiling softly.

Bernie cackles on Monday when Billy tells her about the dinner, and mutters at him about roommates and being in love. Billy wonders how life got to the point where his best friend is a fifty-year-old mechanic. Her and his roommate. Life is weird.

2. Billy has come a long way in the months since the July 4th battle. He saw a therapist for a while, and still goes in every few weeks for check ins. He took his meds diligently, and was given a prescription for depression and anxiety, that he mostly doesn't take, it's for emergencies.

Billy probably should have taken one before bed. He'd been yelled at by a rich housewife, who thought he'd broken her car (he hadn't), then Sam had dropped an entire tool box, causing Billy to startle so bad he'd spilled hot coffee all down his front. That had immediately reminded his of constantly being scalding hot with the monster in his brain. Then he'd dropped a tool on his foot. To top it all off, he'd forgot to tell Steve that he worked later today, so Steve wasn't able to pick him up, and Billy had had to catch Hawkins’ only bus, which was crowded and awful. Billy was quiet all through dinner and had gone straight to bed after, falling into an exhausted sleep.

It hadn't been peaceful for long.

In the nightmare, Billy was walking through the mall, begging the Mind Flayer not to do it, to find someone else. It had whispered in its horrible voice, that Billy was the best choice, and together they would create perfection. Billy was so tired, and couldn't fight. Couldn't fight as it killed the kids, one by one, Max last. He'd screamed, begged her to run, but she hadn't, couldn’t. But then the mind flayer dragged Steve, bruised and bloody, forward. Billy had screamed and fought, begging not to kill Steve. The mind flayer hadn't cared, and had bent to kill him.

Billy sat bolt upright with a scream, clawing at the shirt plastered to his chest with sweat. The light in the hallway clicked on, and the door banged open as Steve rushed in. Billy jumped and pressed himself into the corner, staring in horror at Steve.

"Billy, it's me, you're safe." Steve whispers, crouching near the bed.

"Steve…." Billy breathes.

"It was just a nightmare, you're ok." Steve says. He gets up quickly, turning on the floor lamp in the corner, and disappears into the hall. He comes back a few seconds later with a glass of water. He sets it near Billy, but doesn't hand it to him. Billy would be grateful if he had any thoughts to spare.

He chugs the water, and the looks at Steve for a long moment.

"You ok?" Steve whispers.

Billy takes a deep breath. "Mind flayer is gone right?" Billy whispers. Steve nods.

"Yep, we killed it, don't worry. We got it." Steve whispers. Billy nods.

"It was just a nightmare, I promise, you're safe." Steve says again.

"Don't think I can sleep anymore." Billy whispers a few minutes later. Steve frowns, checking the clock, proudly displaying one am.

"You need to sleep Bills." Steve whispers.

"Can't. Nightmares travel in packs." Billy mutters. Steve laughs.

"What if I stay?" Steve whispers.

Billy levels him with a look. "I'll sleep on the floor, but sometimes having someone nearby can really help." Steve whispers. Billy sighs.

"If you need to." He whispers.

Steve smiles, and gets up. He leaves the hall light on, and then turns out the light in Billy's room. Billy lies down, and wordlessly lifts the covers to let Steve in. Steve slides beneath the covers and sighs. "Not a word Harrington." Billy grumbles. Steve chuckles lowly.

"Wasn't gonna tell a soul, but we've been living together for too long for you to call me Harrington again." Steve mutters.

Billy just grunts. "Go to sleep Bills."

"You sleep, Stevie." Billy mutters.

They both lie there for a while, and Billy's head spins. Steve is here, in his bed, breathing softly. Which brings up the whole mess Billy has been ignoring for too long: that he's utterly gone on Steve Harrington. Has been since first seeing him a year ago on the basketball court, all sweaty and flustered.

And it's only gotten worse since moving in together.

Although, its mellowed slightly. In high school, Billy wanted to fuck Steve's brains out, or maybe have Steve fuck his brains out. Either way, Billy only really wanted to have sex with Steve. But since the mind flayer, and almost dying, and then moving in with Steve, the feelings have mellowed.

It's more focused on Steve himself. Billy wants a life together, to share a bed with Steve, to hold him, to be held by him at night. To sit next to him on the couch and lean into him, because he's exhausted. To hold his hand on the car ride home, to kiss him quick when he gets home. To go out with Robin and Heather to restaurants, so that they can go on dates. He wants the freedom to roll over right now and throw his arms over Steve, snuggling closer.

"You ok, Billy?" Steve whispers.

"I thought you were asleep pretty boy." Billy mutters.

"Nope." Steve says, popping the p. Billy rolls his eyes. Steve chuckles.

"I practically felt you roll your eyes." Steve sasses. Billy chuckles a little. They lapse into silence again.

"I'm not gonna bite ya, Bills." Steve mumbles.

"I know." Billy whispers. Steve shifts around until he's lying on his side facing Billy.

"Go to sleep, you look exhausted." Steve whispers.

"Thanks, Steve." Billy snarks. Steve laughs.

"Fine, I'm exhausted. So quit thinking and go to bed." Steve snaps. Billy laughs, and takes a deep breath. Steve's eyes have dropped closed, fluffy hair flopped around the pillow, and long lashes dusting his cheeks. Billy takes a slow breath, trying to match the rhythm of Steve’s.

His eyes drop closed, and before he knows it, he's asleep.

Billy wakes up to Steve's alarm blaring in the other room, snuggled into Steve's arms.

"I can feel you overthinking, already." Steve mutters. "Give me a minute, I didn't want to get up and wake you." Steve squeezes Billy tight for a moment.

Then he gets up and goes running into his room to dress for work. Billy sits alone in his room, trying desperately to find his footing again.

Steve doesn't bring it up at breakfast though, or for the rest of the day, so Billy grudgingly leaves it alone.

1. Billy sort of falls into a downward spiral after that night. He withdrew more into himself over the next weeks, and is quiet at work, home, and everywhere in between. He had nightmares every night. And every night Steve slipped into his bed and held him. Billy pretended it didn't mean anything, but he clung to Steve.

"You don't have to talk about it." Steve whispered one night, running his fingers through Billy's hair. "But I'm here if you want to."

Billy nodded a little, and pressed closer, letting himself have this comfort, as much as he could.

"I'm scared." Billy confessed, a little while later. Steve was quiet, but Billy could tell he was listening. "I'm scared it'll come back, and that it'll make me hurt you and the kids."

"Oh Bills." Steve says, pulling Billy closer. "It's gone we got it, killed it, closed the gate. And even if it came back, we'd stop it again." Steve pulls back a little and looks Billy dead in the eye. "I will always come to find you, always. I promise." Only Steve can look this serious at butt fuck o’clock in the morning, talking Billy down from nightmares. Billy sighs and snuggles closer.

"I'm gonna hold you to that Harrington."

"You got it Hargrove."

They curl around each other and fall asleep like that.

Eventually Steve just starts going to bed in Billy's bed, which finally stops the nightmares.

Billy feels like maybe it's something they should talk about, something they should address. But Steve doesn't bring it up, just continues to live his life like normal, so Billy does as well.

But every morning he wakes up in Steve's arms, it's hard to remember that they aren't together like that. And that Steve is straight.

As October wears on, it's hard to remember that they haven't always done this. Billy tries really hard not to think about it, but it's almost constantly on his mind.

"You ok?" Bernie asks on their lunch break. Billy just grunts. "That aint an answer."

Billy sighs, and mumbles an answer under his breath.

"Didn't quite catch that hun." Bernie says, far too chipper.

"’M in love with my roommate." Billy mutters, and pauses, holding his breath. He can feel his heart pounding. Coming out in the past has not gone great for him.

Bernie whoops and thumps his shoulder. "Damn right you are!!" Billy raises an eyebrow at her. People in California were a little more liberal with this, they didn't care much. (In some neighborhoods they did, but in most they didn't). But this is a small-town Indiana: they aren't the most openminded people.

But Bernie is smiling so big, Billy's a little worried she's gonna hurt herself.

"So, you two handsome young men together yet or what?" Bernie asks. Billy rolls his eyes.

"Gross Bernie. He's straight remember?" Billy says. Bernie rolls her eyes.

"Please, I've seen the way he watches you, he's not straight."

"Creepy Bern." Billy says. Bernie grins and bumps their shoulders together.

"I think he's in love with you, that's all I'm saying." Bernie says.

They sit in silence for a while, Bernie munching on her pretzels, Billy eating his apple and mulling that over.

"Bernie?" Billy asks.

"Yes, Honey?" She says immediately. Billy is struck by how much she's like a mom to him, and how much he appreciates it.

"You don't mind that I'm…." Billy trails off.

"Oh honey, of course not. My daughter, you remember Shawna?" She asks. Billy has met Shawna like one time, she lives in Seattle. Billy isn't sure what she does. "Shawna lives with her girlfriend in Seattle. Shawna is a lawyer out there, and Christina is a teacher." Bernie sighs a little. "They have to pretend to be roommates, but me and Gary know that they are together. I love her with my whole heart, no matter who she loves."

Billy blinks a few times and accepts the hug Bernie pulls him into.

"You're wonderful, don't let anyone tell you different." She murmurs and then releases him and gets back to work.

Billy thinks about it all day, and on the entire bus ride home. It’s funny how casually Bernie said something that he’s gonna think about for the rest of his life.

He unlocks the door at home and steps in to see Robin and Heather curled together on the couch, and Steve sitting in the sagging armchair.

"Hey Bills, how was work?" Steve asks. Heather and Robin twist around and grin at him.

"Fine. Hi Heath, Buckley, what are you all doing here?" Billy mumbles.

"Steve asked us over for movies." Robin says.

"Yeah, I wanted to be around their gross happiness." Steve snarks.

"Gross happiness?" Billy asks, eyebrows furrowed.

"I asked her out like a month ago, and she said yes. Which you'd know if you hung out with me anymore." Heather snarks. Billy grins at them.

"Sorry, work." He says, and goes to shower.

When he gets out, the others have ordered pizza and are gathered around the coffee table. They don't hear Billy coming back down the hall way.

"Come on Steve, just tell him. Yall already sleep in the same damn bed, I think he's there." Robin says. Heather nods.

"You are the only person he trusts; I swear, I think he's into you too." Heather says, shoving pizza in her face.

Billy backs up and deliberately steps on the trick board in the hall way.

By the time he rounds the corner, Steve has a plate of pizza ready for him. Billy sits down and smiles at him.

"You've got some grease in your hair, Bills." Steve says, reaching out to comb it out with his fingers. It's a little stuck in there, but Steve gets it eventually. Billy is helpless to do anything but stare at Steve the whole time.

He blushes a little when Steve finally looks away. Robin and Heather shoot Steve meaningful looks, and everyone turns back to their pizza.

After their meal, Robin puts on the Breakfast Club, and curls up with Heather on the couch. Steve settles back in his chair, Billy leaning against it. Steve reaches down and gently kneads the sore muscles of Billy's shoulder, without being asked.

Billy tries very hard to forget what he heard. But his mind whirs the entire time, wondering if Bernie was right. And what Heather and Robin possibly meant by what they said.

+1. Billy wakes up at eleven on his day off to some moron honking out in the parking lot behind Melvald’s. Billy's window faces the parking lot, and the honking literally will not stop. Billy groans and glances over at the other side of the bed. It's empty, which is odd, because he always wakes up to Steve. He frowns and stands up, the hoking continuing behind him. He turns to peer out the window, ready to flip off whoever is honking. His jaw drops when he sees what's outside.

Billy grabs his boots and puts them on while trying to run to the door. He falls a few times and barely makes it down the stairs without dying. But he stops short on the gravel of the parking lot and gapes at the car sitting there. Steve climbs out of the driver’s side and Max jumps out of the passenger seat, both grinning.

"Holy shit." He whispers. Steve's smile stretches a little wider.

"Surprise!" Steve cries, bouncing on the balls of his feet.

Billy is speechless, gaping at the car.

Max apparently can't keep quiet anymore, she's practically vibrating with excitement. "We got it back from Neil, for your birthday!!! I had Mrs. Hannan at the garage fix it up during your off days, or the days you wouldn't notice. It runs like new and Neil gave me the keys." Max cries. Billy really thinks he might cry.

"You got my Camaro back." He whispers. Steve nods.

"It was all Max really. I was telling her that I wasn't sure what to get you for your birthday. She suggested getting the car back." Steve says.

"How?" Billy whispers.

Max sighs a little bit, and smiles. "I just kept bringing it up that it was taking up space every day for a while." She smirks. "He hates clutter, you know that. So, one day he was standing there glaring at it, so I said maybe Steve wanted it."

Steve jumps in. "I drove over there and bought the car. Max and I drove it to the garage and talked to Mrs. Hannan. She promised to fix it. It was done yesterday, but I wanted to wait until today." Steve says. He tosses Billy the keys, and Billy smoothly catches them. He just stares transfixed at the car.

"She's here." He whispers. Steve and Max crack up.

Max runs over and hugs him hard. "Happy Birthday, Billy. I love you." She says in a whisper.

"I love you too." Billy says. "Thank you."

"Of course, you earned it." Max says.

"I forgot it's my birthday." He whispers. Max laughs.

"It's ok, you've been working so much.” She doesn’t say that he’s been through a lot, but they all know it. “But Steve remembered, and I did, so don't worry."

Billy hugs her again, and walks up to the car, trailing finger tips on her hood.

"I'm gonna take Max back to the Wheelers’ house. Go driving, I know you want to." Steve says, grinning, and jumps back into his own car. Billy wonders briefly if he caught the bus to the garage or something to pick up the Camaro.

Billy slides into the car and can't keep the smile off his face as he peels out of the lot. He whoops and goes flying down the dirt roads near Hawkins like he used to.

He had worried that being back in the car would bring up bad memories, but it doesn't. It's just freedom, and wonderful.

He drives for an hour and a half before he goes back home. He's exhilarated when he gets back, and baking the car into a spot next to Steve’s makes his smile stretch.

He's still grinning when he walks back inside. Steve is sitting on the couch and grins back.

"Good to have the Camaro back?" Steve asks. Billy nods.

"Hell yeah. Thank you, Stevie." Billy says.

Steve just beams, and then turns back to the TV. Billy hangs his keys up on the other hook by the door, and settles on the couch to watch too.

Steve gets up later to figure out dinner, and Billy goes to his room to grab his book. He doesn’t mind a lowkey birthday, because just him and Steve is perfect. There’s a wrapped package sitting on his pillow.

Billy goes to open it, but stops and opens the card.

Bills, I know I got ya the Camaro back, but I thought you should have this too, cause it’s your birthday.

Love, Steve

Billy gapes at the card. Then it all sorta slots into place. All the little things Steve does for him. The rides, the lunches with sticky notes with silly doodles, the dinners made painstakingly from scratch, the casual touches and the way Steve mother hens him always. They are sleeping in the same bed for god’s sake!

Steve got his car back, from Neil who surely didn’t offer a fair price. Billy rips open the package and swallows when he finds a new Stephen King novel, and several new pairs of earrings. A dangling spike like the one he lost last July, a skull post earring set, and two sets of silver hoops with thin dangly knives and feathers respectively.

Billy swallows and dashes out to the kitchen, where Steve is comparing two take out menus.

“Hey Bills, you want Chinese or Thai?” Steve says.

“You love me.” Billy whispers, still in shock.

Steve sighs and sets the menus down. “Listen, I don’t need anything more, I’m so happy with what we’ve got now, like seriously, so happy. I totally get it if you aren’t into me, it’s all good. I’m fine, I just want you to be happy.”

“You’re straight?” Billy mumbles.

“No? I’m bi. I like both? I came out to you when we moved in?” Steve says. Billy believes him, but he hardly remembers that.

“Oh.” He says. Steve frowns.

“I’m sorry, I don’t want you to feel any pressure, I can move back to my own bed.” Steve mutters.

“I kinda thought we’d move to your room. Your bed is better.” Billy says, that old snark making an appearance. Steve’s head snaps up.

“What?” He says. Billy crosses over to him and grabs the front of his shirt.

“I’m in love with you too.” Billy whispers. Steve’s eyes widened.

“It’s you, and I can’t believe it took me almost a year of living with you to see it, but we have spent too long apart.” Billy whispers. They both sway toward each other, mouths meeting in the middle. Steve’s arms wrap around him, and Billy holds on tight.

“I love you.” Steve says, breathless.

“I love you too.” Billy replies, and holds one tight. They don’t need any more words.

The transition from roommates to boyfriends is seamless. They do move into Steve’s room, and turn Billy’s old one into a guest room. The sex is great, when they eventually get there. Being openly loved by Steve doesn’t magically solve Billy’s body issues, but Steve is patient, loving, and wonderful.

The kids are all disgusted and simultaneously glad. Robin and Heather apparently have been betting on how long it would take them to get together. (Heather made 20 bucks.) Bernie whoops so loud when Billy tells her, that Gary comes running down from the upstairs office to make sure nothing bad has happened.

She crushes him into a hug and Billy holds on just as tight. “You deserve this, every moment of it! You deserve the world and that boy is gonna give it to you.” She cries. Billy laughs, and when Steve picks him up, Bernie wolf whistles until Steve kisses him, right there in the garage.

#Harringrove #HAPPY BIRTHDAY #roommates #pining #5+1 things

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thehomierobbstark · 5 years

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Erik and his girl at the movies and he’s in the mood and he’s trying to get you in it too . Plz ps (I love your writings)

A/N: 💖💖💖Thank you anon!!! I know I always say this but yall are so nice to me and it honestly blows my mind yall really fw me and my writing like that, so thank you so much. Thank you for being patient for this release.

On a side note, yall are getting so creative with these requests! I love it! 👏🏿👏🏿Thanks for asking anon! I hope you like it!

This is for all my lil cute ass black gorditas out there rockin back fat, belly rolls and thick ass thighs that touch!! x Reader is always gon be black, chubby, and sassy.

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“Oooh, look! The Evil Dead is playing!” You point excitedly, seeing one of your favorite old horror movies listed right at the top in big, black, block letters.

“Wackk, don’t nobody wanna see that shit! Where my psycho niggas at, like Hannibal or Candy Man or something?” he mumbles into your hair, looking up at the marquee with you as you try and decide on a movie.

The crisp winter air bites at your cheeks, but it feels nice combined with the human heater currently wrapped around your shoulders keeping you warm.

“Excuse me, The Evil Dead is a classic, thank you very much. What about The Thing?” You suggest, already bouncing on the balls of your feet just thinking about it. You loved the 1980’s film, always managing to get wrapped up in the ‘who dunnit’ sci-fi mystery every time.

“Quit moving, I’m trying to focus,” he holds you tighter to still you, clearly unsatisfied with the choices you were coming up with. And he called you the brat.

“Come on Erik, the next rotation starts in 10 minutes, I don’t wanna miss it!” You plead, urging him to hurry up and make a decision.

It was the end of November and you and Erik were at a horror movie marathon event at your favorite old time-y movie theater in the middle of town was hosting.

All day they’d been playing classic horror flicks like Dawn of the Dead, The Howling, Children of the Corn, and Maximum Overdrive.

There were about 30 different movies that were playing for the day, randomly shuffling after every 2 ½ hour showing and intermission.

Currently your options were: The Thing, An American Werewolf in London, Bram Stoker’s Dracula, The Evil Dead, and Carrie.

He takes one last look over the titles before huffing out a big breath, conceding.

“Ugh, fine, lets go see this damn Thing movie, he moans, and you do a little fist pump, hissing a silent “yes!” as you grab his hand and skip over to the ticket booth.

“Two tickets for The Thing at 5:30 please,” you beam at the teller, and she rings you up, Erik already sliding a five dollar bill on to the counter before you can even reach in your purse.

She gives you the tickets, letting you know the movie is the last one on your left, and you pull Erik through the revolving door and into the lobby.

“Okay, since you paid for the tickets I’ll pay for the snacks “You say, already pulling out your money as you try to trot ahead of him to the concession stand.

He gives you a ‘yeah, OK’ look at the back of your head, letting you get all the way to the front of the line before pinching the back of your coat between his fingers and pulling you behind him, taking your place in front of the cashier.

“Can I get a large mixed ICEE and a Buncha Crunch for this one,” he says, nodding in your direction, and you stick your tongue out at him.

“Sure thing, and what can I get you sir?” The lanky teenager asks, fingers flying over the POS system on autopilot.

“That’ll be all.” he answers, handing over another bill and collecting the snacks, giving you your candy.

As he receives his change he takes a long drink from your slurpee, looking amusedly at the exaggerated sour face you make at him as you head off towards the theater.

“I thought you said you didn’t want anything” you mock him, snatching the drink from his hand when he finishes.

“I never said that,” he states, opening the door for you to go inside.

“Then next time get your own,” you sass at him, walking past him inside the dark entry way.

“Nah,” the door closes and its nearly pitch black now as you start to navigate your way up the side hallway, seeing the big screen come into view.

“Whats yours is mine,” he says, low into your ear and you shudder a little, not even realizing he’s moved over to your left side.

If he notices, he doesn’t show it, and he turns to assess the seating situation.

There’s no one in here except for an older black gentleman near the front and a couple hyper pre-teens running through the aisles and jumping from seat to seat.

“You wanna sit over there?” You ask him, pointing towards the lower middle section a little bit away from the rambunctious kids.

He sniffs at your suggestion, again. “Uh-uh, we going all the way to the top. Come on.” he grabs your hand, guiding you up the stairs to the very top and picks a spot two rows down from the projector.

You put your stuff down and he helps you out of your coat, tossing it over one of the empty seats before doing the same with his own. You settle in, arriving right on time as the trailer for the upcoming deep sea thriller fades to black and the lights dim, the only glow being the safety lights lined along the floor.

As the final announcement to turn off all cell phones plays, an usher pokes their head into the theater, spotting the kids. They flash their hand light at them.

“Come on guys you know you’re not supposed to be in there,” they say admonishingly, escorting them out.

Out the corner of your eye you can see Erik relax more, sinking further into the seat as he spreads his legs wide. You ignore him, figuring he’s about to go to sleep since he didn’t want to see the movie. So dramatic.

You open up your chocolate and start snacking, the opening scene playing on the screen and washing the theater in a bright light, the camera panning over the landscape of snow, accompanied by the sound of a helicopter flying before it too, appears on the screen.

You see Erik reach for your drink again, and you try and smack at his hand.

“Hey hey,” you say, getting territorial now because this nigga was about to drink all your stuff. Thirsty ass.

He takes it and puts it into the cupholder on the other side of him, lifting up the one between you two.

You kiss your teeth, about ready to sock this nigga in the throat when he grabs you under the leg and pulls you over into his lap.

“Erik- what the’”

“Shhhh” he shushes you, handing back the drink. “Here, take it dang. Greedy ass.” he says, looking at you, and you slurp at the straw obnoxiously when you hear a soft snore coming from somewhere. You look down to see the old man’s head thrown back in his seat, mouth wide open as he continues to take in jagged and choppy breaths.

“That nigga knocked,” Erik comments behind you, and you chuckle, punching him in the arm.

It’s a little chilly in the theater and the iced drink doesn’t help, so its nice to be back in Erik’s arms, even if he was getting on your nerves.

You sit back and watch the screen as the research team scrambles to make sense of their new guest, enjoying the rise in tension.

You get about 15 minutes into the movie before Erik starts moving around beneath you, spreading his legs wide and pulling yours to hang on the outside of his and wrapping his arms around your middle, like how he does at home when he’s watching the basketball game or playing some video game you don’t care to join in when you want attention.

“Erik we’re in public, I can’t sit like this here,” you tell him, about to close your legs when he grips the inside of your thigh firmly, stopping your movement.

“You gon sit how I tell you to sit,” he whispers, behind your ear, grabbing one of the coats laid over the seat and using it to cover your bodies, kissing your ear playfully. You let him, thinking all he wants is to be snuggled up with you again, and you relax into him, laying your head back onto his shoulder.

He let’s you chill for about five minutes before he starts kissing your neck, this time taking his hands to stroke the inside of your thighs, moving them back and forth in a massage like manner over your leggings.

The inside of your thighs were one of your hot spots, and you can’t help but roll your hips into his hands, wanting him to press into your skin harder.

“Ok, Erik,” you start, orally disagreeing with your body’s actions as you try and slow him down, knowing full well if he kept going you wouldn’t be able to pull back, and you needed logic on your side since Erik damn sure wasn’t helping.

You put your drink back down in the cupholder and reach down to stop one of his hands from roaming when the other one sweeps over your hot center, cupping you.

He starts rubbing large sloppy circles over you, pressing his fingers firmly into your clothed opening.

“…Erik…” you manager to get out, breath catching as his hands work together now, taking turns running his fingers up and down your slit, alternating hands over and over again.

Your breaths get shallower, and he dives his hands into your leggings and spreads your lips, letting your panties fall between them. He flicks at your still covered clit, using his thumb and middle fingers.

The quick throbbing vibrations make you grab out to the arm of the chair, reaching for some sort of leverage, and you accidentally spill the rest of the candy in your lap, the little pieces cascading onto the floor making a distinct scattering sound. You tense up and freeze, gasping, but he keeps going, making your hips jerk around in his lap. You try to minimize your movements, digging your pelvis back into his crotch as you try to concentrate, feeling yourself start to wet your panties with your arousal.

“E-Erik… ss-stopppp” you try and plead with him, not wanting to get caught by the only other patron here.

“What’s yours is mine,” he reminds you, giving you a sickly sweet wet kiss to your cheek, and your head falls back as you give a quiet, stuttered high pitched whine. Your pelvis locks up as your orgasm surges through you, and you shake as you lift your hips up to ride it out. You squeeze your eyes shut so tight you see stars, and your cum completely ruins your pants, overflowing into Erik’s lap too to form a wet spot on his crotch.

Erik rubs at the inside of your thighs again as you come down, kissing your shoulder as he speaks gentle praises into you, ‘Good girl. Such a good girl’.

When you finally have the energy, you lift your head up to peek down at where the old man was sitting, and see his head still thrown back, mouth hanging wide open and you hear the soft snores again.

“Man, that nigga really is knocked,” you laugh, and you pick up your slurpee and sit back to watch the rest of the movie, passing the straw between the two of you.

#erik killmonger #erik killmonger x reader #erik killmonger x black!reader #headcanon ek #erik killmonger headcanon #black panther fanfiction #black panther fandom #bp #TheHomieFics #nons

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insanely-creative-things · 5 years

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Big Hero 7: The Series

Big Hero 7 S2

City of Monsters Part 2

*Cora continues to struggle in Chris' hold all the way down to the sixth level floor. Once there Cora takes notice of something else: She's not the only person trapped there. Her Grandmother tied up and gagged as she sees Cora with horrified eyes.*

Cora: Grandmama!

'Liv': Hello Cora.

*Cora turns her head to Liv, walking towards them with the smugness of a snake.*

Cora: You!

'Liv': You certainly look happy to see me.

Cora: Just so you know, I knew you were behind the monsters! I always knew!

'Liv': And how did you figure that out?

Cora: The ceremony for you at SFIT, he quoted the tempest which happened to have a character named Sycorax. He was trying to tell everyone that you were the reason he's turned to a monster!

'Liv': So that's why you've been so damn difficult to join us.

Cora: You never had my trust since you snubbed Hiro cause Baymax was Tadashi's.

'Liv': *Glaring* You don't know how that boy ruined our lives...

Cora: *Raising an eyebrow* Ruined your lives? W-what are you talking about?! And what do you want?!

'Liv': Right now I need you and your grandmother to do one thing...

*She goes over to a capsule where the frost melts to reveal an identical looking woman behind the capsule. Cora's and Kaguya's eyes widen in shock in response.*

'Liv': Save Liv Amara.

*Cora stares down at her feet as the memories of Baymax's lie detector and how he responded to her claim now made sense. This woman is not Liv Amara because she is someone entirely different... This Liv Amara is innocent while the one in front of her is guilty.*

Cora: So if she's the real Liv Amara.. then who the hell are you?

'Liv': Aw, that's a little rude. If you must know, I'm her twin.

Cora: Her twin?

'Liv': Yup. I'm Diane Amara, for short. Di. I tried everything to cure Liv, for you see she's been struck by some rare disease. I thought the gold would help... but it didn't.. that's when I found about your little medicine.

Cora: *Slightly growing scared* Medicine?

Di: The healing potion. The one you created that so happened to heal Karmi's wounds.. wounds that was meant to last a month ended in a span of a day?

*The blue haired teen froze in place as she processes all that Diane is telling her before looking up again.*

Cora: But then... why with all the monsters?

Chris: Research is pretty expensive and we didn't want to overstep our budget...

Cora: So you're saying I save your twin and you'll call off the wedding and get everyone better?

Chris: Not exactly.

Cora: Not exactly? What do you mean by that!?

Di: The Mizuchio Clan's inheritance. I want it.

*Cora gasps as Chris goes over to the blue haired teen and offers her a glass of water.*

Chris: Ya see, we're in a debt with the Madame of the household. After all, where do you think we got this giant company from? A fundraise? Then we learned about your daddy and you... Diane marrying him-

Di: Means not only will Liv recover, but we will rise up to power and fortune! Nothing will stop us from getting what we want. But we'll worry about that a little later, we do have 3 days before the wedding. In the meantime; aside from going along with the bridal shower, the rehearsal dinner at SFIT, and all the mushy stuff, you'll be working with your grandmother here on making that potion. You have until the sunset of the third day, and if you hadn't been making process... who's to say something happens to your precious friends and boyfriend?

*She picks up a glowing rose to which she lets out a drop of acid onto the petals, making Cora gasp as it quickly wilts and turns black as coal.*

Cora: *Gasps in horror*

*Chris unties the ropes of Kaguya as the older woman rushes to her granddaughter's side while the other two head out and lock them inside. Cora runs towards the door and starts banging it as a vain attempt to break her grandmother and herself out, despite knowing they are now trapped in the clutches of the Witch of Sycorax.*

Hiro: This is going insane! Liv now has Cora and her father in her hands and her grandmother isn't responding!

*They all met up at Grandville's office as Commander Carter and Chief Cruz are on the line with a face call.*

Wasabi: There's a pretty good chance that Liv Amara had captured Kaguya as well to use as leverage against Cora.

Fred: What are we gonna do?!

Honey Lemon: For all we know, Chris and Liv could mean anything by behaving.

Gogo: She could easily send monsters our way as a distraction to keep us from saving Cora, her grandmother, and her father.

Grandville: *Shakes head as she paces around* And she had the gall to arrange a rehearsal dinner here at SFIT tomorrow night for them while she has one of my students held hostage!

Carter: Either way, you all must remain vigilant and continue fighting those monsters. I'll even send Globby in as back up for you and contact Ice Frost as well. Chief Cruz, keep yourself and your men's eyes open for any clue as to arrest Liv Amara, and when you do contact Big Hero 7.

Chief Cruz: Understood loud and clear.

Carter: Over and out... *To the team* and good luck to you all..

*The face calls ends as Hiro and the gang are left in silence to which they noticed on Kage's silence.*

Grandville: Kage?...

Kage: *Looking up* We'll need more heroes if Liv does choose to release all those monsters... we need Orso Knox and Mothra...and Ned Ludd.

*They all look at Kage with wide eyes as they heard him express his idea on recruiting the two monsters on their side to fight back.*

Fred: Oh~ We're really getting them to join us? That's so cool! And definitely worthy of phase two!

Gogo: But where would we even find them?

Honey Lemon: And Cora is the only one who can understand Knox.

Kage: We need all the help we can get so we need their help now... and I am not letting that witch get away with taking my family hostage.

*Hiro's brow furrows in determination as he nods in agreement with Kage's plan, as without thinking they shake hands on it. After what felt like hours Cora stopped pounding the doors screaming, and even when she looked for any cables connected to the doors she couldn't. She turns her head to her grandmother, staring at the vials in front of them.*

Cora: Grandmama...what do we do?

*Kaguya sighs as she looks at her granddaughter with eyes filled with worry before she ultimately sighs in defeat.*

Kaguya: We do... what she told us to..

*Cora starts to shake her head slowly in disbelief, knowing that this is something so serious that her grandmother would find their situation hopeless.*

Kaguya: I had hoped that when I do teach you this potion it would be at a healthier time... now then... lets put on some gear and look around. I bet half of what we need is in here.

Cora: And the other half?

Kaguya: From the sea.

Cora: The sea?.. *Gets an idea* Wait... that means Diane and Chris would have to take us outside for the ingredients if they want it finished!

Kaguya: Or they could easily demand us the location and leave us here... Not that they'll get it. I have the rest of them at home.

*And Cora's hope deflates at the idea as she knows its most likely be true. Kaguya spots the first ingredient they need for their potion.*

Kaguya: Cora, start the burner to boil the water. *Picks up an empty vial* We got work to do...

*Orso knox is swimming through the ocean as Mothra flies above to keep a look out for anyone during their outing in the sea. While she's flying she spots familiar faces on a ship called 'The Kreifisher' waving at her and calling out. Mothra's eyes widen as she recognizes who they are before she lowers down to signal Orso Knox that they are found by their allies and that it seemed urgent that they talk to them.*

Wasabi: Do you think they heard us?

*Soon enough Orso Knox hops onto the yatch as Mothra lands on the railing.*

Gogo: Does that answer your question?

Baymax: Hello Orso Knox, Mothra. How are you?

* Mothra lets out a happy chirp before she goes over to Kage and sniffs him, to which she proceeds to cuddle.*

Kage: N-Nice to see you too...

Hiro: *Clearing his throat* M-Mr. Knox... Something bad happened.. big time. Liv Amara has taken Cora, her dad, and grandmother hostage at Sycorax. She's planning on marrying her dad to get her medicine!

*Orso Knox's growls heavily as he hears the new, his claws digging into the floor while Mothra looks on with what appears to be worry.*

Honey Lemon: We need all the help we can get should Liv Amara use the monsters on us while Cora and her family are trapped. Think you two can help us?

*To their surprise, Orso Knox huffs as he nods, to which Mothra mimics him as to say she is in agreement.

Hiro: Good, so far here's what we got covered. Now we have to get-

Fred: Ned?! Ned Ludd you there?

*The team are at Muirahara woods underneath the tree house. Soon enough Nedd pops his head out to see the gang, some moth like creature, and a gangly man beside them.*

Ned: What are yalls doing here?

Hiro: We need your help against Sycorax!

Ned: Sycorax? What for?

Fred: Long story short: Liv Amara tricked Cora's dad with some love potion and got her handsome assistant to basically hold Cora hostage along with her grandmother! Its possible they need her for some healing potion!

Ned: Healing potion?

Hiro: A-Anyways, if anyone could sneak in and break any tech its you!

Ned: I truly am sorry but not interested in going to the city folks and all their techno munbo jumbo.

*Honey Lemon then goes forward.*

Honey Lemon: and Liv Amara stole Bessie and turned it to a monster!

*That catches Ned's attention as he hops down to meet all of them.*

Ned: What? You saying them folks from Sycorax turned my Bessie to a monster?

Gogo: Yup. A rock bear chimera.

Ned: Well then why didn't you say so?! I'm coming Bessie!

Hiro: Whoa whoa wait! We can't rush in now! If we do anything drastic they could hurt my girlfriend and her family in response.

Ned: So then whats your plan little boyo?

Hiro: When D-Day comes up in three days-

Fred: Aka the huge wedding between the villain and the heroine's father.

Hiro: Half of us breaks into Sycorax to break her family out of there and find any files that can connect her to the monster attacks tomorrow night, while the other half will stall the wedding long enough for us to expose her. We'll still keep a look out for any monster attacks till then.

Gogo: Sounds solid.

Wasabi: You can count on us Hiro.

*Hiro nods before he looks up to the tree, reminded that this house used to be lived in by Cora's own mother and grandmother. Such an odd place. But that goes to the back burner.*

Hiro: Hang on Cora, we'll save you before you know it.

*With that they return home until they give a signal to Ned to come join the fight. Globby and Miyuki are on board with the plan as they promise to be vigilant. Day one is passing through with the sun setting down. Cora and Kaguya are at work on their potion with about half of what they need ready. And that so happens to be when the door knocks to reveal Chris holding trays of food for them.*

Chris: Dinner time ladies! I hope you enjoy your mahi mahi!

*He places the trays in front of them before he turns back on them.*

Chris: And hows the potion going?

Kaguya: Its coming, but we are missing half of the ingredients for it.

Chris: And where can you get the ingredients?

Kaguya: My house.

Chris: I see.. well, eat up and rest up! Cora is gonna join her new mom for their dress fitting tomorrow and its gonna be a long one!

*The two flinch at his cheery announcement, he knew what this truly meant to them and he either is oblivious to their pain or he's as much a sadist as Diane Amara. He locks the lab where Cora begrudignly starts eating her fish.*

Cora: *Muffled while eating* Stupid Di Amara and her stupid assistant giving us yummy food even though *Swallows* They're holding us hostage and are gonna ruin our lives!

Kaguya: Now is not the time to let your anger blind you from possibilities. Hiro and his friends will come and save the day and we will find a way to stop her.

Cora: Oh that's so easy to say! We hadn't gotten close to discovering anything about Diane and the monsters! Ugh! I just can't stand it! I hate being helpless! And I hate how she keeps smiling even though she's gonna marry my papa and hates me and my friends and boyfriend.*Sniffs*

*Cora pushes away the rest of the food, letting the situation sink inside her as the girl breaks down in tears. Kaguya sits beside her and wraps her arm around the girl.*

Kaguya: My little Cora... *Sighs* I do not know how it will go, but to give up hope is to give up everything in life. Its never easy, but you've grown so much not only as a hero, but as a woman as well. Your light has guided others as much as it has guided you. Come here...

*Cora snuggles close to her grandmother as the old grandmother starts softly singing a song from her childhood.*

Kaguya: Hush now my storeen.. close your eyes and sleep... Waltzing the waves.. Diving the deep... Stars are shining bright.. The wind on the rise.. whispering words.. of long lost lullabies~

*Cora's eyes slowly close as she let herself sleep on, tired from the entire day feeling lost and scared, content to be in the arms of her grandmother.*

Kaguya: Oh won't you come with me... where the moon is made of gold... and in the morning sun, we'll be sailing free... Oh won't you come with me, where the ocean meets the sky and as the clouds roll by... we'll sing the song of the sea~...

*To her joy, Cora is fast asleep, no longer troubled by today's events. They only have tomorrow and the night after that, where if Diane Amara succeeds she will take Cora away to the clutches of Nozako and trap her. Far away from her world.. a world she had yet to explore and discover...*

Kaguya: I will guide you my darling.. and the moment hope comes through.. I'll hold you close, my melody... and sing the song of the sea.. with you~ Sing the song of the sea... with you~...

*Somewhere at the bays of San Fransokyo, Kage and his Baymax are with Mothra and Orso Knox, keeping an eye for any ships that may be targeted or working for Liv Amara. They land back to their cave where Orso Knox curls up to a ball and starts to sleep. Kage yawns in return before Baymax gets up.*

Baymax 1: It is recommended that you get 7-9 hours of sleep for your body and mind to function properly.

Kage: Of course Baymax… But to go back to an empty house?...

Baymax 1: *Blinks before hugging him* It will be alright, there there. I will accompany you with your sleep so you may rest better.

*Mothra's eyes look down as she heard his words and her mind starts filling up with faint echos of warmth beside her in bed. Some of a toddling child crawling under the covers of her parents... then of the boy in her heart being the one beside her.. no one should ever sleep alone. She carefully nudges Orso Knox awake, to which catches Kage's and Baymax's eyes, and walks towards them. She points to herself, and then Orso Knox, then to them, and makes the gesture for sleep.*

Kage:... You want to sleep with us?

*Mothra nods to answer. Then she makes a plea with her hands to join them. Orso Knox rumbles with concern before he gives in, diving back into the ocean.*

Kage: I guess we're not sleeping alone tonight..

*After carefully sneaking underground Kage and Baymax gets Mothra and Orso Knox to the house. Mothra chirps curiously as she looks around while Orso Knox goes down to the basement to sleep on.*

Kage: Alright, make yourselves comfortable... I suppose mattresses are a none issue...

*But before he goes on to his own room he spots Mothra staring at the butsudan. He quietly goes over to see her staring at the two women in photo frames. *

Kage: Um... If you wanna know.. the woman with blonde hair is... was.. my brother's wife and Cora's mother, Akemi. What I've heard is that she is a gentle beauty, compassionate and brave... just like Cora...

*Mothra then points to the other picture, the one of Chara. Kage swallows his throat before he goes to continue.*

Kage: That... is my beloved. Chara Bonete… she was my joy and light as much as Akemi was to Mizuchi… but... sirens had stolen her. And I don't know where she is... I don't know if she remembers me after all this years... I'm not the young man I used to be.. but even now she remains in my heart...

*Mothra felt her heart melt at his description, filling her with joy and happiness, and if she had tear glands she would cry as well. She hugs him gently, crooning softly as if to hum her own lullaby. Kage, though confused, soon grows touched by her affection, hugging her back.*

Kage: I suppose.. you also have some waiting for you...

*Mothra nods softly. Soon Baymax comes back and takes both him and Mothra to Mizuchi's room, sleeping in between the two. An hour or so Knox awakens, unable to rest before crawling upstairs. There finds Mothra, Baymax, and Kage sleeping together. He gives off his own smile before curling up between them, resting with what made up an odd family to comfort a man who had his own taken away.*

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*The very next day it cuts to Hiro Hamada getting ready for the day, just getting dressed when Cass comes up to his room.*

Cass: Oh you're awake! How'd you sleep?

Hiro: I-I slept fine.

Baymax: You were tossing and turning in your sleep. You were not fine.

Cass: Woah, really? *To Hiro* Did you have a nightmare?

Hiro: Something like that...

Cass: Hiro... I know you and I have both been very busy with work and all your study groups, but don't be afraid to come to me if you wanna burst out whats in your chest. I've talked to Kage from time to time and... he's getting better in a way.

Hiro:That so?...

Cass: No matter what you do Hiro, I'm always proud of you. Just like how Tadashi is proud of you too.

*Hiro gives a small smile at her before hugging her tightly. Then he lets go and joins off to school with his friends waiting for him. Cass sighs before returning to work. She couldn't imagine hearing the news about Cora's father's wedding coming up, especially since Mizuchi...never mentioned seeing someone before... in fact... why wouldn't he at least told her in confidence about Liv Amara? Especially since marrying Liv Amara would also mean Cora would be gaining a mother and a brand new life? And what's odd is that he hasn't even received her calls when she heard about the announcement either. Something felt wrong about this whole thing and she can't pinpoint what it is.*

Customer 1: Hello! can you bring over some soymilk?

Cass: Coming right over!

*Cass comes forward with her pitcher of soymilk, choosing to focus on her work today and plan how to talk to Hiro later on. At SFIT Hiro had arrived with his friends to which they found the staff hard at work at setting up the rehearsal dinner tonight as with the rest of the students chattering on about the dinner and the upcoming wedding.*

Honey Lemon: Wow... the wedding sure is on everyone's mind...

Gogo: Its honestly a little uncomfortable...

Wasabi: Yeah, I mean.. we know what Liv Amara is as a person but they still worship her!

Hiro: *Turns his head to his heads* That sounds just like when Karmi's fanfic got super popular, where she inserted herself as my 'girlfriend' and Cora's BFF despite knowing she treats us like shit.

*That got the gang to flinch as they recalled that moment, and how in reflection they didn't do much help until later. Hiro then pulls out his phone to call Kage.*

Hiro: Kage? Are you with Globby and Miyuki?

Kage: Indeed I am. They're going to look after the city while you start your plan tonight.

Hiro: Thanks Kage. Bye. *Hangs up phone* Anyways, tonight we sneak into Sycorax and break Cora and her family out of there... assuming Liv doesn't take Cora out for tonight of course-

*That's when he had the misfortune into running into Karmi.*

Karmi: Watch where you're going Hiro!

*Hiro dusts himself off as he stands up.*

Hiro: Nice to see you too Karmi...

Karmi: Don't mention it. Anyway, this wedding is gonna be huge! And I am personally invited to the dinner party tonight! Can you believe that!

Hiro: Don't I know it...

Karmi: I know. Nobody is as lucky as me.

Gogo: You do know that Liv is marrying Cora's father right? Which would technically make Liv *Cringing to himself*… Cora's step mom?

*That got Karmi's attention, recalling all the times she had been a menace to Cora and Hiro. And knowing how giant her father is, if she tells Liv about all the nasty things she said about Cora, it would not end well for her.*

Karmi: Oh look at the time! I gotta go bye!

*She runs off down the hall where she slips on the floor tile and lands flat on her face before running again. Gogo raises an eyebrow at Karmi's path before looking back at Hiro.*

Gogo: and she, is a biotech genius?

*As of while, Liv took the time to call Cora off for school for sometime to prepare for the wedding as she, Chris, and Cora are taken through the city and park in front of Cora's house.*

Liv: Chris wasn't kidding when he said you live in some shack.

*Cora sticks out her tongue in defiance before her door was opened by Chris. The blue haired teen goes up, getting out her key to open her door. It felt odd to return to her house after being absent from it for two night. Even so, she continues forward, and goes towards her grandmother's room upstairs. She swallows before she opens the door, knowing that she had to get the ingredient needed. Inside she is surprised to see that its mainly lit by lanterns, her book shelves containing herbs and books. Soon she finds jars just above her head containing the missing ingredients needed. Cora grunst softly as she realizes that there's no chairs to stand on properly. She hated being short, and there was no way in hell is she requesting help from Chris to reach it for her.*

Cora: OK now think...

*That is when her foot slightly tilts back... a few floor boards were loose. She picks up the floor boards to reveal a trunk inside. Cora's eyes widen as she smirks to herself, now glad that she has a footstool to reach for the ingredients. After propping it up Cora balances on top of it and grabs the rest of the ingredients and places it in her bag. But the longer she stared at the trunk, the stronger her curiosity grows as she wonders whats inside..*

Cora: Just one peek..

*She places her bag aside and opens the latches of the trunk, opening the lid to find oddities she never knew her grandmother would posses. There were sea shells of course, but there were also other vials of liquid with odd sounding names, and the main feature being a gold breast plate armor, forearm guard with a thin opening on the sides, and a helmet that reminds her or roman soldiers.*

Cora: why would Grandmama have armor like this?

Chris: *coming from downstairs* Hey Cora! You need anyhelp?

*Cora snaps out of it when she realizes that Chris' voice is coming downstairs, meaning that he is inside her house wondering whats taking her so long.*

Cora: Nothing Chris! Just getting the things ready!

Chris: Well hurry up and get down here! You have to pick up your dresses and get your hair done for tonight's dinner!

*Cora sighs forlornly before she makes sure to shut the door and hurry downstairs as to not give any reason for Chris to join her. While Cora had been upstairs Chris spotted the butsudan containing Akemi's and Chara's pictures. He got closer to spot behind the golden blonde photo a necklace made of Rose petal telling shells formed into a flower... the same necklace as the photo showed. He smirked maliciously at the photo of Akemi before he slowly licked his lips as his minds begins to wander away...*

Cora: I'm going down!

*Immediately he places the photo back at its place while stuffing the necklace inside his shirt when he sees Cora reach downstairs. Once they reach back to the car outside Diane points to Chris.*

Di: You go off and run back to Sycorax and give it to the old hag. Cora and I have a busy schedule ahead.

Chris: OK then!

*Chris then whispers something to Diane as he hands her something...He runs off through the streets, leaving Diane to drive through the city with Cora. The day turns into evening where everyone is getting ready. Globby is assigned to watch over the party and Miyuki is out in the streets taking over hero duty should any other crime be happening while Hiro and his team get ready for their stealth mission. Once dressed in their ultra armor they wait for the last of the employees to leave.*

Gogo: that looks about the last of them. *To Honey Lemon* Ready Honey?

Honey Lemon: Got it Sweetie!

*She throws out s small chem ball to get the doors stuck so it wouldn't be completely closed.*

Hiro: Its go time!

*The team goes forward with their plan: Fred and Wasabi acting as back up to stand guard while Honey Lemon and Gogo search through Liv Amara's office for any files on her computer that could relate to her crimes. Hiro and Baymax are to go below ground and find the lab to break out Cora and her family. They come forward with their plan; ready as they'll ever be. The dinner meanwhile is setting up nicely, with everyone dressed in their best chattering happily about the wedding tomorrow. Grandville is there of course, being the dean of the school and therefore had to attend. She sighs before she joins in the conversation with the others. Globby is hidden in the leaves as he looks out for any suspicious activity coming forward.*

Student 1: I see them!

*They all turn their heads to see the three main events of tonights dinner. Liv Amara is dressed in a hot red off shoulder long sleeve with black heels while her hair is styled up in a bun. Beside her is Mizuchi, standing tall and proud with his white tuxedo and grey vest, his hair slicked backed, making him more mature and dashing. Cora is standing in between them, in her coral pink dress that is slightly above her ankle showing her white flats. Cora felt herself shrink as some people comment on how lovely the engaged couple look and how cute Cora looked between her father and her soon to be new mother. Grandville comes forward to greet them, her eyes catching Cora's to show that this event is just as uncomfortable to her.*

Grandville: It is an honor to have you back at SFIT in celebration of your wedding tomorrow.

Di: Its nothing much Grace. I'm just happy to have this moment with my new family. Its also not everyday you get a marine bio genius as your new step daughter am I right?

Grandville: Indeed... Well, lets get the festivities started.

*The three adults head to their seats and just when Cora is about to follow them, Karmi comes in, dressed in the same dress that had been worn to the namesake ceremony of the Amara Biotech center. She is giving her best, strained smile towards her. Now Cora's discomfort shifted from the fact that she's attending an event under the threat of her loved ones to being near her bully who's trying her hardest to smile genuinely.*

Karmi: Hi Cora! Wow you look great!

Cora: Thank you... um... this is certainly something...

Karmi: I know right? Liv Amara is gonna get married to your dad!

*Cora flinches at her words before the blue haired teen moves on to the table where her father and Diane are waiting. And to her disappointment Karmi is seated next to her as well. Grandville is standing up tall as she hold the microphone.*

Grandville: May I have your attention? Thank you... it has only been months ago when SFIT was proud to introduce the namesake of the Amara Biotech center and her many accomplishments in such short amount of time. But tonight's festivities isn't just about Liv Amara's successes, but also on her path to a new chapter: Her incoming marriage with her fiance...

*At Sycorax Honey Lemon and Gogo unlock the door to Liv Amara's office to which they start searching around to find anything to incriminate her.*

Gogo: I see Liv's computer! I'm gonna go check it, you go see if there's anything in her files.

Honey Lemon: You got it!

*As of while Hiro is with Baymax where they reach in front of the door that leads to the lab that had trapped Orso Knox long ago. Hiro approaches towards it where he knocks loudly.*

Hiro: Cora? Are you there?

Kaguya: *Slightly muffled* I'm not my granddaughter but she's alright.

Hiro: Kaguya! Are you alright? Where is Cora?

Kaguya: She's at SFIT with that witch and her father for that dinner event!

Hiro: How did Liv even manage to get Mizuchi to marry her? He already knows about Liv!

Kaguya: I don't know how but I will find out so he can snap out of this stupor! Can you unlock the door?

*Hiro stands back and sees that since the break out, Liv had upgraded the lock from a passcode to handprint entrance. He grunts in frustration as he pulls it out and starts rewiring the cables to set Kaguya free.*

Hiro: Baymax, you join Honey Lemon and Gogo upstairs and help them with the search. I'll stay here and break Kaguya out.

Baymax: Understood.

*Gogo had gotten the computer on but she couldn't seem to have gotten the code to unlock it. Honey Lemon had pulled out each file one by one and couldn't find it close to being related to the monsters.*

Honey Lemon: any luck sweetie?

Gogo: Liv Amara certainly made sure to lock it up good. I can't seem to penetrate through it that would let me in.

*Honey Lemon goes to the desk where she starts to pull open drawers.*

Honey Lemon: she could have something that could clue us in what password it is...Hold on... *Pulls out a book from drawer* She read The Tempest too... *Opens up a page with a highlighted quote* 'Cursed be I that did so! All the charms of Sycorax, toads, beetles, bats, light on you. For I am all the subjects you have.. The rest o'the'island'... Hmm...*Gets idea* Try typing Caliban!

*Gogo looks at Honey Lemon before she types it in where she is easily logged in.*

Gogo: Good call Honey.

Honey Lemon: Caliban was the son of Sycorax in the Tempest. And since Orso Knox knew about the tempest and Liv did too, she would choose a password close to her!

*Gogo nods as she immediately finds somethings.*

Gogo: Security cameras! Going back as far as the time of Orso Knox's first appearance as a monster!

Honey Lemon: It could have recorded Liv Amara and Orso Knox or more!

Gogo: Looking for it.

*And so she starts typing and searching for any videoes that will show Liv Amara and any other villain aligned to her.*

Grandville: And now... A toast to the groom!

Guests: To the groom!

Grandville: To the bride!

Guests: To the bride!

Grandville: From SFIT, who is grateful to be by your side! To your union, and the hope you'll provide for each other the love and guidance needed for you future together...

*Grandville's eyes catches Cora's and seeing her melancholy aura emitting from a normally hopeful girl made the dean pause. Still... this will pass. It has too.. for both their futures.*

Grandville: And may you always be satisfied.

*The guests cheer before they begun their dinner and chatting together. Grandville sees Cora looking at her father and Liv Amara staring at each other with love, Karmi trying to converse her in whatever subject she's rambling on, and wished she could rush over and give her a hug and remind her that she is not alone... just like how she comforted Kage all those years ago. She takes a sip of her cider, trying to keep out her mind the idea that Cora's life will be doomed the moment Liv and Mizuchi got to say 'I do'.*

Hiro: Come on!

*Hiro continues to struggle through the cables while Kaguya starts packing the ingredients to a makeshift bag to keep Diane Amara and Chris. Even if the cure is solely for Liv, she could see greed in her eyes. Baymax had arrived at the office where he sees the horrified and disgusted faces of Honey Lemon and Gogo at the computer screen.*

Baymax: My neural scanners senses that you both are feeling horrified and disgusted by whatever contents are in the computer.

Gogo: You have no idea..

Honey Lemon: I'm gonna download them and hand them over to Chief Cruz.

*She pulls out her flash drive and plugs it in, with Gogo selecting the footage where it showed Liv Amara's villainous acts while erasing the ones containing them right now. But when Baymax goes over to take a closer look, he so happens to knock aside a paperweight where they hear the sound of a wall sliding through. The three turn around to see the familiar, mutated eyes of Momakase.*

Momakase: Hello girls~

Baymax: Oh no.

*The three dodge when Momakase launches herself forward with claws open to when they were busy with Momakase, Sparkles sneaks through the office and sees Fred and Wasabi standing guard.*

Sparkles: Oh this will be fun~... Yoo hoo! Over here!

*The two turn around to see Mr. Sparkles taunting them before running outside. Fred and Wasabi get into their stances.*

Fred: Give it up Sparkles! We got you beat with fire and lasers!

*Sparkles smirks as he soon transforms to his giant self where he chuckles manically. Fred goes in to the attack with his fire, to which Sparkles moves out of the way before Wasabi joins soon after. Hiro soon feels his comlinks be overridden with messages.*

Gogo: Momakase is here! She's on Honey and I-

Wasabi: Sparkles got on Steriods!

Fred: we're doing good so far!-

Honey Lemon: But we need to move forward now!

Kaguya: Hiro! Your team needs you! Go!

Hiro: But what about you?

Kaguya: I can live another day at this prison, you cannot.

Hiro: Alright...

*Hiro runs off where he contacts Baymax.*

Hiro: Baymax, use Rocket Fist on Momakase when you get an opening!

Baymax: Understood.

*Honey Lemon is holding onto the computer as it had yet to fully download the videos to the flash drive while Gogo keeps Momakase busy to give her girlfriend time along with Baymax. Gogo jumps up where it gives the nurse bot a clear view of the mutated thief. He fires his shot where it knocks Momakase to the wall, making her grunt in pain... and awakening something behind the wall.*

Gogo: Thanks Baymax.

Baymax: No problem.

Honey Lemon: *Sighs in relief* OK... I managed to download three of the videos inside, now lets just move somewhere else to-Augh!

*Gogo pushes Honey Lemon out of the way and into Baymax's arm as a green blast hits her instead, sending her sprawling to the floor.*

Honey Lemon: Gogo! *Gasps in horror*

*Bessie the rock bear chimera roars at the remaining two before it starts charging up its blast. Gogo gets up and runs along with Baymax and Honey Lemon with computer in hand to dodge away. The reach down to the main lab where all the workers had joined together and see Hiro reach upstairs in time.*

Honey Lemon: Hiro! There you are! We have to get out of here! Bessie is out and it blasted Gogo!

Hiro: Fred and Wasabi also need our help too! Did you at least get some info about Liv?

Honey Lemon: We did… But we only downloaded about three videos.

Hiro: That's more than enough. Now lets go!

*Honey Lemon ejects her flash drive off and give it to Hiro in time for Bessie to come charging and blasting the computer, rendering it useless. The three climb on Baymax before they fly out the doors and join Fred and Wasabi.*

Wasabi: There you are!

Fred: What took you?

Hiro: Bessie is behind us! Keep an eye out to not get hit by its blasts!

*And so the team jump up to switch monsters. Hiro, Baymax, Gogo, and Honey Lemon going against Sparkles while Fred and Wasabi go against Bessie. The Rock Bear Chimera swipes his claws at Fred and Wasabi to which they jump back as Honey Lemon uses her chem purse and chem boots to make a goo that will trap the Fungi monster in his place.*

Globby: For a giant party I'd thought it be more lively..

*Globby is still at the party where he watches over the three people he's been told should be in his line of sight: Liv Amara, Mizuchi Mizichio, and Cora Mizichio.*

Kage: How is the situation going on your side Globby?

Globby: Ah!

*He falls down splat which caught some guards' attention, but being a gelatinous blob had given him perks, such as being able to flatten yourself to the literal floor.*

Globby: sorry about that! Its still a little weird knowing that you used to be my former boss and we're on this mission to-

Kage: I am very aware. Now tell me, what is happening at the party?

Globby: Nothing much. Everyone's just chatting. Though Cora has been followed by some girl and let me tell you, that chick is clearly too in her space.

Kage: Is she wearing her hair in a pony tail and have the pink phone with a virus emblem on it?

*Globby looks at the girl next to Cora, wincing at how Cora looks uncomfortable when Liv stands next to her while placing a hand on the blue haired teen's shoulder.*

Globby: Yup... why's that?

Kage: That so happens to be Karmi: a biotech intern of Liv Amara and Cora and Hiro's bully.

Globby: Their bully? And Liv Amara's intern? Yesh… No wonder Cora looks like she wants to be anywhere but here.

Kage: Hmmm...*Mutters softly* Not to self, get evidence of Karmi's behavior and send it to Grandville...

Globby: What was that?

Kage: *Changing subject* So other than that neither Cora or Mizuchi are in real danger?

Globby: Nope. They're doing pretty fine right now. How's the others?

*Kage is at his house with his own Baymax checking in on others.*

Kage: Ice Frost is at Night Market Square... Mothra and Orso Knox are at the ocean...Hold on...

*He notes that Gogo's commlink is down to which he quickly goes in to check on Big Hero 7. Sparkles strains as he tries to pull himself off the goo while Baymax fires his rocket fist at him. Hiro had landed to the ground to help Fred and Wasabi push back against Bessie.*

Kage: Hiro! Whats' going on? Why's Gogo's commlink down?

Hiro: Kage! Bessie got Gogo's tech but she's alright, she's with Honey Lemon and Baymax dealing with Sparkles while Fred, Wasabi and I got Bessie!

Kage: And where's Momkase?

Honey Lemon: Unconscious at Liv Amara's office.

Kage: Then you need to defeat them right now! Given Momakase's stamina and her newly mutated form she'll be up and about in-

*Hiro jumps back as does Fred and Wasabi when Momakase jumps up and lands in front of Bessie. She smirks at them before launching forward again. Wasabi gets in the way and uses his own plasma shield and dagger to the combat her graphine blade claws, leaving Fred and Hiro to play keep away from Bessie. That is when Honey Lemon makes the mistake to use her chem purse bazooka to shut Bessie's mouth, only for it to rip it openly and blast her, resulting in her falling to the floor where Baymax catches her.*

Gogo: Honey!

*Momakase flips over and kicks Gogo in the head and stepping on her back to pin her down. She then uses her claws to free Sparkles out. Fred uses his lights to blind Sparkles only for Bessie to strike him again and having Sparkles caught in his hand.*

Fred: OK! This is clearly not going well!

Wasabi: I'm coming Fred!

*Wasabi runs towards the fungi monster to only have Momakase kick him straight in the stomach and pushing him towards Bessie's way, resulting in his powers to be nulled and void.*

Hiro: Looks like its up to you and me Baymax!

*Hiro hops up to Baymax as they fly up and circle the monsters, while hiding the flash drive in his clothes. Momakase gets on Sparkles' other hand and growls.*

Momakase: Launch me!

*And Sparkles does so, sending her flying to Baymax and grabbing onto his wing before slashing it.*

Hiro: Augh!

*Baymax's flight is off balance without his wing and are in threat of crashing down. Momakase hops away while Baymax grabs Hiro to shield him from impact. Hiro quickly grabs the flash drive and throws it aside of Sycorax, using his own tech to guide it safely away from the monsters. They land down with a mighty crash. Hiro opens his eyes to see Baymax entering safety mode due to the crash and surrounded by the monsters. Bessie then comes forward to shoot Hiro with her laser beam, rendering him powerless. The entire team struggles as Momakase and the others drag them to the lab below, and are quick to knock them out unconscious. Smirking at their victory Momakase gives a quick call to Diane. The woman had happened to be standing by Cora as they greet the guests. Their smiles plastered on their faces, but are false.*

Di: Excuse me, I'm receiving a call. *To Cora* Could you be a dear and stand by Chris?

*Diane walks away, answering her phone. And once she hears it, her smile became genuine... genuinely scheming and malicious.*

Di: Thank you for your service. I'll be sure to reward you handsomely after all this is over...

*She hangs up the phone and turns her head to Cora, now with Chris by her side. When the blue haired teen and the assistant look up they see her cunning smile and Cora's blood ran cold. Each time a smile like that appears, it could only mean that things are going in motion for Diane as part of her plan... and something truly horrible must have happened for her to be smiling that giddily malicious. And Kage was no better either, his eyes remaining wide open as he processes what Hiro had managed to tell him before it all went static.*

*Big Hero 7 is now in the clutches of Sycorax.*

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*They finally drive back to Sycorax where Diane takes Cora to the lab while Chris takes Mizuchi somewhere else. Cora turns her head to see her father one last time to which they quickly catches eyes. And when Mizuchi did... something pinged inside his mind.. it was small but it was there.. and it was important... *

Mizuchi: Chris?...

Chris: Yeah?

Mizuchi:... Do you know why Cora appears so downtrodden?... I thought Cora would love Liv.

Chris: And..?

Mizuchi:... I don't know... I need to talk to Liv about this... maybe there's something about Cora I need to know if she's this uncomfortable with the wedding coming tomorrow.

*Mizuchi goes the other direction to the Sycorax building to talk to Diane and Cora about all this. Something inside him had been screaming since the dinner party. Liv may be his chosen bride that he had given his heart too... but his daughter is his whole world. But before he could even open the door he felt something pinch his neck, making him drop to the floor unconscious. Chris looks at Mizuchi, almost glaring as she takes Mizuchi back to the car.*

Chris; Its wearing off...

*When the team woke up they see Kaguya adding the last of the coral rings into the pot and immediately call out to her. She had just explained the entire situation before the door opens to reveal the team tied up as Baymax lies down unresponsive by Kaguya.*

Cora: Oh no!

*Cora tries to run only for Diane to hold her tightly by the wrist. She goes over to the team and sees Hiro's suit.*

Di: So this is the team that's been a bane in my existance for the past few weeks! Lets see who you really are.

*Using her hands she removes Hiro's helmet, leading to an angry glare.*

Di: The kid with the robot?! You're Electro Magnetic Alpha? Then that would mean... *To Cora* You're Aqua Girl...

Cora: Yup.

Di: So you've always been a nuisance. *To the team* And each of you are their friends, with Omega Danger being Baymax. Man... in hindsight it should have been obvious.

Honey Lemon: Let us go now!

Di: No.. not yet.. you'll have to wait tomorrow after sundown. Then I'll think about letting you guys go... Don't want you all ruining my wedding.

Hiro: I don't know how you even got Mizuchi to even agree to marry you!

Di: You really wanna know?

*She pulls out a tube of lipstick to which starts to glow pink. Baymax, using what strength he had left analyizes the lipstick.*

Baymax: That lipstick is composed of concentrated chemical reactions of passion, possession, and lust.

Di: Bingo. When I met up with him that night I got this baby ready to go. And my goodness, the moment we kissed he couldn't keep his hands off me~

*Cora's frown deepens at Diane before the woman chuckles.*

Di: Not like that Cora. He merely hugged me and held my hand... But that's only one kiss. The second kiss is where things get more.. interesting...

Honey Lemon: So when you and Mizuchi kiss at the wedding-

Fred: Mizuchi will be under a love spell...permanently!

Di: *To Cora* And he'll forget he even had a precious baby girl in his heart~...

*Cora starts to shake slightly as at that moment, Chris comes in and sees what's in front of him.*

Chris: Oh! You got Big Hero 7! And they're those group of people around Hiro and Cora!... In hindsight you all did smell familiar...

Wasabi: *Somewhat grossed out* Smell?

Di: I genetically engineered Chris to be the perfect assistant.

Chris: Part gorilla, part canine, and part foodie.

Fred: Wait... Gorilla?! Where's that gorilla part showing up?

Chris: *Winks* You'll see.

*The gang are soon thrown into the cells and locked tight while Kaguya catches Cora as Diane pushed her to the old woman's arms. That is when Diane pulls out something that gotten Kaguya's and Cora's attention: Akemi's necklace.*

Di: *Puts necklace on* Tell me, does this necklace it suit me?

*Cora's eyes went from shock to rage as she rips herself off and runs towards Diane, who at the moment is startled as the girl starts throwing punches.*

Cora: Give it back that's mom's!

*Chris joins Diane's side and starts to pull her from Cora as she continues to reach for the necklace. Chris then has to punch Cora which sends her back and knocking a beaker of water... onto Kaguya's lap. Cora gets up to see Diane and Chris lock the door soon after and then realize that she had knocked herself into her grandmother. But when she turns around to help her, both her eyes and the team could only stare as Kaguya lays on the floor... her green mermaid tail in place of her human legs.*

Cora: Wha- Gr-GRandmama you're a... a

Fred: Mermaid!

*With Chris and Diane they check over her being to see if they're any scratches. When they found none they continue on their way; slightly commenting on how much anger could be installed in such a small child.*

Di: Is Mizuchi doing well?

Chris: Somewhat... I think the chemical is starting to wear off. He's asking not only where Cora is, but also why she's appearing so uncomfortable... seems like he's the type of person that won't just marry any one if they don't get along with his child.

Di: Hmm. I'll need to refill it soon. The potion is coming along. Assuming there's no more minor setbacks, we'll be in the clear.

*Kage is shaking as he tries to communicate with Hiro and the team despite knowing the reality of it all. His Baymax had to ultimately pick him up and hold him to help him calm down.*

Kage: My god... they got them...

Baymax: There, there. It will be alright.

Kage: No it isn't! The only hope for my family's rescue is gone and are now in Liv Amara's hands! Face it Baymax! We've lost!

*He rips himself off the nurse bot before he sinks down to the floor, curling himself into a ball. He starts to sniff as the wave of vulnerability washes over him, at this point not caring if its seen by Baymax. What else is there now? Liv Amara had won, and had taken everything away with a snap of her fingers, leaving him all alone... just like Nozako... But Baymax isn't having that. He waddles over to Kage.*

Kage: B-Besides... what can I even do to help them?

Baymax: You have saved Cora by taking her to the ocean for her mermaid blood... And had even helped Hiro and Gogo at the pizzeria as well.. Why don't you rise up and find a solution like before?

*There's a lot of things he could tell Baymax: Because he had stalked all of them, had used Tadashi's image to manipulate Hiro to joining his side, and had been the reason behind Cora's nightmares. But all he could say is this.*

Kage: No one would ever want someone like me to help them...

Baymax:... But Cora, Papa, Kaguya, Hiro, Wasabi, Fred, Honey Lemon, Gogo, Aunt Cass, Grandville, Globby, and my other self had helped you anyway.

*That got Kage to look up to Baymax as he shows video recordings of the times Kage had shared with the gang and their laughs. How with Grandville there's the rekindling of their friendship, how Aunt Cass made jokes and had him help around the café, enjoying reading Globby's text as he goes on about the super hero training program... and all the warmth and love Mizuchi, Kaguya, and Cora had given him at their home. Its there that he got a plan, his mind running to over drive mode. He gets up and starts contacting Miyuki and Globby.*

Kage: Globby! Ice Frost can you hear me?

Globby: Yeah I hear ya! Cora, Mizuchi, and Liv had left the party already though, so whats up?

Miyuki: Did Hiro and the gang get any info.

Kage: they got captured by Liv Amara's monsters and are now held prisoner of Sycorax.

Globby and Miyuki: What?!

Kage: No time to panic now. We're still going with Hiro's old plan in regards of tomorrow with some added changes: *To Miyuki*Orso Knox, Globby, Ned Ludd, and Mothra are going to break them out of Sycorax. Come hell or high water... You, my Baymax, and I will stop the wedding.

*The dawn of the third day rises and everyone is up and about for the wedding that night. From last night the rest of Big Hero 7, Cora, and Kaguya are still awake from Last night had not been a rather pleasant time after seeing Kaguya's mermaid tail on full display, leading to confused shrieks and Baymax trying to calm the situation down. After getting her dry Kaguya proceeds to tell them her entire side of the story: From her home city Oceanus, meeting her lost beloved James, her initial potion creation, how they had survived through the human world before meeting Mizuchi, the sirens, Hiro and Cora's disappearances, and Orso Knox. And all of that lead to Cora staring at her grandmother with disbelief and distrust, hurt that this is the second time she had been lied to be her own family... third if she had added Kage's identity as Obake. It had been a very long story, so long that they had only realized morning came when Diane and Chris have come down to the lab.*

Chris: Oh wow! You all look like you haven't slept all night! We gotta freshen you up Cora if you wanna look good for tonight~ *To the team and Kaguya* Don't worry, I'll make sure to take pictures of the wedding for you all to look at.

*Diane gets over to her own chemistry set where all her chemicals are stored. After quickly assembling them and one insta-freeze later she got back with a fully rejuvenated lipstick for her lipstick tube. She looks at Kaguya and then the pot*

Di: Is it ready?

Kaguya: Yes...

Di: Set it on Liv's capsule, now.

*With the help of Chris they prop it up to the tubes where it soon injects her with the potion. And soon, its showing signs of progress.*

Di: Yes! Her vitals are gaining strength! I bet by the end of the day she'll be all better! Just in time for my return as Diane Mizichio. *Grabs one small vial with the potion*.. and I'll consider this your wedding present.

*She then heads out to the door where Chris takes Cora outside, where the last thing they saw was her smug, preening grin. Once locked behind doors the team look at Kaguya, who is staring at the door with tears streaming down her eyes.*

Kaguya: Why must this be this way?...

Hiro: Kaguya?

Kaguya: I wanted to tell Cora when she was ready, I think sixteen at best... but seeing me like that, in the most critical and dangerous part of this day... I don't know if my own granddaughter would forgive me after being exposed to so many lies.

Honey Lemon: That's not true Miss Kaguya!

Hiro: A-and I meant what I said about loving Cora no matter who or what she is! Yeah, keeping the fact that she's half mermaid along with Mizuchi keeping the whole Yakuza lineage thing a secret was not a smart move in the long run, but that shouldn't change how she views herself as a person! If anything, after we get out of here you can have plenty of time to teach her about her mermaid heritage!

Kaguya:... you're right. The very least I could do to make up for it is to guide her in the ways of a mermaid.

Gogo: If we can even get out the door...

Hiro: Don't forget, we still have the other team out there! They can break us out!

Wasabi: But who's gonna lead them? I know Miyuki's competent but-

Fred: She's more of a suggestions girl than a planner.

Hiro: They already have a leader... and he's the only hope for our rescue now... Kage.

*Throughout the day Kage is hard at work setting up the plan Hiro laid out with Globby and Miyuki, going over strategies and their strengths/weaknesses. Globby is tasked with delivering Ned Ludd to the city for the time while Miyuki heads over to get Mothra and Orso Knox to relay the news and the plan. As of while, Chris, Diane, and Cora are around the city getting ready for their wedding tonight such as getting their hair styled, picking up dresses, and making sure they are properly scheduled with the events... to which they run to a slight hiccup.*

Di: So you're saying that the officiary isn't gonna be there in time? Isn't there anyone else that could take over?

Clerk: I'm sorry Miss Amara, all the others are booked..

Di: *sighs* Fine... thanks for telling me...

*They walk out the building where Cora could not help but grin slightly to herself. Hopefully this would give her friends some time to catch up to the wedding before the last I Do. And all around they went on until they got to where the ceremony will take place: by the clear bay on the docks. The people are hard at work setting up everything from the seats, the arch for the couple to take their vows, and where to serve the food. Diane and Chris discuss rearranging it to something else after relaying the news while Cora stares out to the sea. Kage's eyes pierce with focus on his creation: Battle armor for Baymax, and himself. His Baymax's color scheme will be a navy blue color with tints of red version of the other Baymax while his own is black and red with pink accents. He will have a visor similar to Wasabi's, and Hiro's weapons modified to his size and a mini computer on his fore arm armor to hack. Orso Knox and Mothra fly through the city with Globby acting as a buddy guard to meet up at a designated place Kage arranged with Miyuki using her ice to travel back to the city with Ned Ludd not far behind her on a moose. Finally, it was an hour before the wedding will start and guests are piling in; from other competitive companies like KreiTech (Who only agreed to attend when he learned of the whole thing from Carter in hopes to see Liv finally exposed as the snake she is), to some professors such as Grandville, gulping softly at how ready the ceremony is, to some of her staff from Sycorax. Karmi is bouncing up and down as she repeatedly smooths her own dress as she waits by the side of Grandville. At a building not too far away, Diane and Cora are both getting dressed for the day. Diane is dressed in a mermaid cut dress with a heart shaped neckline, adorned with pearls in her updo hair, with the finishing touch being Akemi's necklace around her neck to which tied behind is the vial of the healing potion used to save Liv Amara. Cora is in a coral pink, off shoulder knee length dress pearls on her neckline as well, her hair set with waves added with soft blush and pink gloss on her lips.*

Di: Dang it! I left my lipstick in my purse. Chris?-

Chris: I'm on it!

*Chris rushes back to the car where he quickly picks up the purse and checks over the lipstick. Once he sees that's its not melted he heads back slightly springting only to bump into a man and spilling both of their stuff. Chris grunts in frustration before he picks up everything, muttering about he should have been given the graces of a dolphin... Lenny smirks from his trench coat and fedora as he stuffs a similar looking colored lipstick in his pocket. *

Di: Finally!

*Diane quickly applies her lipstick to her face before she turns around to face Chris.*

Chris: Looking smashing Dian-

Di: Sh! Not yet! Have you checked Cora?

Chris: Going to right now!

*He heads over to Cora's door and opens it to see Cora still staring blankly at her relfection.*

Chris: well, aren't you as pretty as a rose bud... just like your mother...

Cora: *Turning her head away* Like Diane?

Chris: Of course not silly! Diane is alright, but I mean your actual mother. I could see where she passed on her good looks. You're dad must've been a lucky man to have had someone like her in his life.

Cora: Yeah... because they actually love each other to want to be in each other's lives..

Chris: Aww don't be so pissy… you wanna go out and talk?

Cora: No... I rather wait here and just wait for the ceremony to be done already...

Chris: *Condescending* Are you having a little tantrum, little Cora?

Cora: Don't call me that.

Chris: Why not? Its such a cute name for you, Little Cora-

*Cora takes off her shoe and starts whacking him on the head in retaliation. He was at first off guard before he grunts in frustration and shoves her to the closet and barricading it with a chair.*

Cora: Hey! What are you doing?!

Chris: I had thought about at least getting to know you better and make some pleasant memories after tonight, but now all you'll remember before Diane kills you and whisks your dad all the way to Sutamura to get your inheritance is nothing but a dark closet. See ya later~

Cora: No! No!

*Cora starts banging the door already, trying to push back despite the lock and chair before Chris locks the room with another key. He heads back out to Diane, who is just about ready to have heels on.*

Di: How's Cora?

Chris: Under the weather sadly, she's not exactly in the mood for guests so.. she'll be in the closet for a while.

Di: Figures.. so long as we can get her out before the ceremony so she could at least act like a person would be fine enough.

*The two chuckle quietly, silently celebrating their impending victory. At the designated place globby is there with Orso Knox and Mothra as Miyuki keeps Ned from wandering off.*

Globby; You see Kage anywhere?

Miyuki: There!

*They see two figures emegre from the dark, dressed in their armor and ready for combat.*

Globby: Wow Kage! You look sharp!

Miyuki: Defiantly something new for you two.

Kage: Thank you both.

Ned: So where's Sycorax and this wedding?

Kage: The wedding is at Fisherman's wharf and Sycorax is outside of San Fransokyo. Now *Activating Visor* lets get this party ready.

*At the actually wedding, Mizuchi is waiting around the aisle, looking nervously at the crowd and feeling suffocated by his suit. While the white tuxedo with red rose and slicked back hair made him dashing, he couldn't help but feel so exposed. And this nagging feeling would not go away! He then sees Diane Amara walk down the aisle as did the guests... without Cora by her side. Chris is by the music stands clearing his throat as he makes his announcement.*

Chris: Thank you all for coming for tonight's special event. There has been however one hiccup, the officiary is running a little late so I thought we could pass the time by having the first dance!

*But dancing was the last thing on his mind as Mizuchi whispers to Diane.*

Mizuchi: Liv where is Cora?

Di: She's fine sweetie, she's just getting the jitters.

Mizuchi: But you know I can't start the wedding without my daughter-

Chris: *Cutting through and directing spotlight at Mizuchi and Diane* And I would like to dedicate the first dance to Liv Amara, and her soon to be husband Mizuchi. The guests urge the couple to dance together(Aside form Krei, Lois, and Grandville for obvious reasons) before they do.*

Chris: Where have all the good men gone and...where are all the gods?...Where's the street wise Hercules to fight the rising odds?~

Mizuchi: Are you sure its alright to do this? I want to share this night with my daughter too.

Di: Its alright my love. Sides, you'll love this night so much that you won't even realize its been gone.

Chris: Isn't there a white knight upon a fiery steed?... Late at night, I toss and I turn and I dream of what I need~... Hit it!

*soon the music adds in the vocalization of a choir as the music rises up.*

Chris: I need a Hero!~

*Kage is flying on Baymax as he is joined by Miyuki, using her own ice through propel her through the air along with Mothra, while on the ground is Orso Knox, Globby, and Ned Ludd.*

Kage: Remember the plan! *To Orso Knox, Mothra, Globby, and Ned* You four head to Sycorax and break out Big Hero 7! They are guarded by Momakase, Sparkles, and Bessie!

globby: Heard ya loud and clear boss!

Ned: I'm coming Bessie!

*The four fly off to Sycorax while Kage gives a determined look to Miyuki before heading their way to Fisherman's wharf.*

Chris: I'm holding out for a hero till the end of the end of the night!~ He's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast and he's gotta be fresh from the fight! I need a hero! I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light! He's gotta be sure and its gotta be soon and he's gotta be larger than life! Larger than life~

* Globby, Orso Knox, Mothra, and Nedd ludd are sensed through the sensors Diane had installed last night to which rises the monsters hidden in her keep to defend it. The sensors just so happen to get Big Hero 7 and Kaguya awake from their slumber as they wonder what is going on. Momakase, Sparkles, and Bessie are facing the four on their way... with the leader growling at Globby.*

Momakase: Oh its you!

Globby: Aw.. I missed you too Momakase… not!

*Bessie comes rushing in and fires its blast, leading to three of the four to dodge out of the way. But Ned instantly recognizes the green glow and rock formation of the bear.*

Ned: Bessie! Ya'll go fight off them freaks! I'll handle Bessie!

*Ned jumps up and lands in front of Bessie, keeping her busy while Mothra, Orso Knox, and Globby go against Momakase and Sparkles.*

Chris: Somewhere after midnight.. in my wildest fantasies.. somewhere just beyond my reach, there's someone reaching back for me!~Racing on the thunder and rising with the heat! Its gonna take a superman to sweep me off my feet!~

*Mizuchi continues dancing with Diane as the guests look on, his face expressing concern and questioning what is truly going on while Diane simply smiles and winks at her groom. Grandville looks around, hoping to see any sign of rescue. Cora is continuing to push through the door, not giving up knowing that this door is made of wood, and she will not waste it and let her papa marry Diane. Kage and Baymax go through city with Miyuki hoping across the streets to catch up before landing up to join him. Orso Knox knocks back Sparkles while Globby fights off Momakase, leaving Mothra to fly down the stairs all the way to the lab, where she starts clawing at the pass code and banging the door.*

Honey Lemon: I think that's-

Hiro: Mothra!

*Mothra chirps in agreement as she continues to claw the key pad, finally destroying it to the point the door opens up, to which she flies over to the cells and starts pressing the buttons to release them... only for a knife to nearly hit her if not for Globby's globbiness.*

*The cells open up where Hiro directs Mothra to pick up Baymax while they try to either run out the room or help Globby against Momakase. Hiro had been the one along with Gogo to stay behind to fight Momakase, landing in a kick to her back while she fought Globby. The capsule beating softly as it nears its opening.*

Chris: Up where the mountains meet the heavens above! Up where the lightning meets the sea! I could swear there was someone somewhere watching me!~ Through the wind and the chill and the rain! And the storm and the flood! I could feel his approach like a fire in my blood~!

*Hiro, Gogo, and Globby lead Momakase upstairs when they saw the capsule nearing its completion and would not risk the real Liv Amara to her. Honey Lemon, Fred, Kaguya, Wasabi, Mothra, and Baymax run up to the main floor where they see on the floor a non-mutated Sparkles beneath Orso Knox, next to Ned Ludd on top of Bessie. They move out of the way where Momakase is slashing her claws only for Gogo to punch her in the face and Hiro landing a swift kick, landing her on Bessie's path where the rock bear chimera blasts Momakase, destroying the chip inside her and rendering her back to normal and unconscious. While the gang make sure to call the police and tie them up to a tree without their weapons, Hiro quickly spots the flash drive hidden safely and picks it up.*

Honey Lemon: *Hugging Globby* Thank you guys so much!

Globby: Aww shucks.

Hiro: Globby, you go take Baymax back to the Lucky cat for safe keeping... we're going to that wedding! Come on!

*And with that, Mothra carries Fred, Wasabi and Gogo while Orso Knox has Hiro and Honey Lemon riding his back joined by Ned and Bessie. Cora finally breaks through the hinges and runs towards the second door and notes its stronger material. She looks around and finds several wire coat hangers nearby, to which she grabs it and starts bending its metal as she looks at the key hole.*

Chris: I need a hero! I'm holding out for a hero till the morning light~ And he's gotta be sure and its gotta be soon and he's gotta be larger than life~!

Kage: We're halfway there! But its not enough time!

Baymax 1: I recommend Overdrive mode.

Miyuki: But doesn't Overdrive mode drain your battery?

Kage: And I hadn't modified you yet for the other battery reserve!

Baymax: Time is of the essence. and flying makes me a better health care companion.

Kage: OK then... Engage Overdrive mode!

*The moments that over drive mode is announced felt like it moved in slow motion... *

Baymax: Overdrive Mode Engaged.

*Until they are suddenly sent flying through the air soon approaching the fishermen's wharf where the wedding is taking place.*

Chris: Oh he's gotta be strong and he's gotta be fast and he's gotta be fresh from the fight! I need a Hero!~

*Mizuchi and Diane are now seeing each other's eyes as the former lifted up his bride, now taking this chance to kiss him. And when his lips is about to meet hers...*

Kage: Stop!

*Mizuchi turns his head along with the guests as they saw what appears to be Omega Danger landing on the aisle while two supers hop down to face them.*

Kage: *To Liv* You there! Back away from my brother!

Mizuchi: Kage? W-Whats going on here?

Di: Excuse me? Last I checked you two were not even on the guest list!

Miyuki: Perhaps its cause we could see a rat from a mile away!

Baymax 1: Y-YeAh! A-A-A rAT!

*The two supers note that as predicated, Omega Danger is at lower battery, acting like a drunk as he falls to his face and attempts to walk ahead despite it.*

Di:Who are you two to call me a rat?! And even Omega Danger! Who are you two anyway?

Hiro: They're honorary members of Big Hero 7!

*That is when they see more coming on their way... Big Hero 7 and the rest of Kage's team. Diane shrieks away as Mothra's wings beat before landing as Hiro hops off and joins kage. *

Hiro: Diane Amara! You are under arrest for all the monster attacks on the city of San Fransokyo!

Guest: Diane Amara?

Guest 2: But her name is Liv!

*Now the guests start to chatter as accusation like glances at Diane start forming. Now sweat is developing on the bride's brow. But

she soon regains her composure before shooting back an accusation. *

Di: And how could you be so sure it could be me when Sparkles had admitted to being the one behind the monsters?

Hiro: That does sound true... but we have two witnesses.. and one of them is at your wedding... where is Cora?

Cora: Right here!

*Cora is seen running from the building and towards the wedding, breathing heavily as she tries to slow her heart.*

Di: Oh Cora! Where were you?-

Cora: Chris locked me in the closet and you did nothing!

*The guests look at Chris, who is now nervously looking at them as he nervously chuckles. Mizuchi looks at Cora as his mind starts to become more clear and focused.*

Mizuchi: Wait... Chris locked you in the closet?! What kind of woman did I agree to marry?!

Cora: You'll see soon.. along with everyone else. *Notices Orso Knox behind the team.* Hi Mr. Knox.

Di: Knox?!

*Orso Knox comes forward where he places himself in front of Cora, growling at Diane Amara as Hiro stands by his side.*

Di: W-Wait a minute! How is he even alive! You killed him!

Hiro: No, we faked it. Cora here, *Winks at her* explained that Orso Knox had been trapped by you and living in a cage when you should had cured him already... then we found this...

*Knox shows his arm for them to see the chip within. Diane lightly swallows as Ned comes forward with Bessie as she aims her blast at him as Hiro takes Cora away, to which it finally dies down to reveal a (Thankfully clothed) human man in its place... but the look of anger remained in his eyes.*

Di: M-Mr. Knox! Y-You!-

*Knox quickly closes the gap between them and punches her straight in the face, resulting in the bride having a black eye.*

Knox: Save all your lies Amara! You had transformed me into that thing to keep me quiet when I found out about your more heinous deeds! I would be still be in your 'services' if not for that young lady and Big Hero 7! Not to mention you had transformed all those villains to monsters for your bidding!

*Hiro pulls out the flash drive from his body, to which Diane immediately recognize to have more evidence inside. She then looks at Chris to which he throws a the microphone towards his hands, making him drop the flash drive to the ground and Diane immediately grabbing it.*

Diane: Well then.. If this is how it goes.. *To Chris, holding her phone* Get Cora.

*Chris nods to which Diane pushes a button, where Chris starts growing in size, now nearing the stature and muscle of a gorilla.*

Fred: OK... now I see it.

*Chris hopes over to Cora and holds her in his hands while Diane runs towards the car.*

Mizuchi: No!

Diane: Come and get us if you want your precious daughter so badly!

*Diane starts driving off while Chris drives off and away from the wedding with Cora in tow.*

Cora: Seriously?! Not again!

*Mizuchi, his mind kicking to full gear, starts growling before he starts to run after them along with Hiro and Kage. The guests are left flabbergasted while Big Hero 7 and Kaguya are left with the stunned silence. The team start directing the guests away from the wedding while leaving behind a stunned Grandville, a tight lipped Kaguya, and a flabbergasted Karmi. *

Karmi: So.. she was a fake this whole time!?

Kaguya: Yes.. And you two seem to be like peas in a pod personality wise...

Karmi: W-What?

*Kaguya goes over to Grandville where she pulls out Cora's phone and immediately starts pulling up certain videos. And when Grandville sees what it contains... her frown is directed on Karmi.*

Grandville:*To Karmi* Miss Karmi… you and I will have talk.

Karmi: *Gulps*

*They got through the city streets but Kage and Hiro quickly loose steam as they see Mizuchi no where close to exhausted as he trails after them.*

Hiro: Damn it! How are we gonna catch up to them?! Both our baymaxes are out of commission!

*That's when they see Mothra fly up towards them and holds out her arms.*

Kage: Why don't we hitch a ride with her instead?

*The two are quickly held in Mothra's eyes as they fly through the city where they see Mizuchi running faster, the speed tearing apart his tuxedo jacket due to the amount of movement. It was then that they see where exactly they are heading towards. Sycorax. Once Diane and Chris reach them the woman grabs Cora by the wrist and starts dragging her inside the building. That's when they see the three people along with an enraged father in tow.*

Di: Keep them busy. I am going to deal with this brat!

*She drags Cora down to the lab while Chris heads on to battle with Mizuchi, who starts throwing fists at him.*

Kage: Mizuchi we're coming to help!

*The three land down as Chris starts to pin Mizuchi down, kneeing him in his stomach multiple times. While it did cause Mizuchi to grunt in pain, the adrenaline rushing through his veins along with the wires running through his blood. Mothra flies up top where she lets out her screech to disorient the genetic mutated man for a moment before Mizuchi lands a punch to his face.*

Mizuchi: Take your chances and go! Save my daughter!

*Kage and Hiro head inside the building, running past the villains tied up while Mizuchi makes sure to preoccupy Chris along with Mothra. The door opens up just for Diane to throw Cora to the ground.*

Di: You and your little friends and boyfriends just have to fuck up everything don't you!

*She starts throwing vials to Cora, who quickly moves out of the way as to avoid being hit.*

Di: You just have to be so fucking difficult!

*She throws another beaker at her which sends glass shards flying and one of them hitting Cora's leg, to which the girl yelps in pain. Diane soon spots a patch where she gets a brand new idea. Cora's eyes widen before she gets up and starts running through, avoiding the now manically pissed off woman with the monster patch in her hands. Hiro and Kage get down to see Diane launching herself and pinning Cora to the ground. Kage runs towards them and pushes Diane off hard, resulting in flash drive falling off, glaring at her heatedly.*

Kage: Get your hands off my niece!

*Hiro rushes over to Cora's side and hugs her tightly.*

Hiro: You alright?

Cora: I will be... *Spots the flash drive* Go get the flash drive, I'll send over a message to Chief Cruz.

*Hiro nods before he does so, with Cora getting up and finding a computer to start typing up a message to Chief Cruz along with the evidence provided. Once in his hands Hiro rushes towards Cora while Kage keeps Diane away from them. Mothra continues flying around Chris as Mizuchi continues battling him.*

Chris: For a demonic titan you're pretty weak. Must be an age thing.

*Mizuchi head butts Chris while Mothra zooms down to land a punch with her own fists. The videos starts playing one by one as the message processes them, confirming what they had witnessed. Orso Knox pinned down and stabbed with the chip, making him grow into the very monster he was; High Voltage being held against their will as she inserts her own chips to their necks under the threat of death... but the third one was what caught Kage's attention after he knocks Diane's head to the capsule, rendering her unconscious.*

Cora: No way...

Hiro: Its- Its...

Chara: my name is Chara Bonete Ma'm...

*The video shows Chara, holding her cup of tea handed by Chris while Diane sits beside her, listening closely.*

Chara: I was at sea looking for help... there are others trapped on an island and I need your help!

Di: We're you all shipwrecked?

Chara: In a way yes... by mermaids... I know it sounds crazy but its true. The sirens kept me and others far from their homes. I can tell you where the island is! I also need to find someone... a man. He has black hair and blue eyes and his name starts with a K!

Di:... Give Chris and I a moment... we need to process this...

*They walked out, leaving Chara alone. They see Chara getting up, looking curiously around till she finds a computer. Curios she logs on... and found something that caused her to scream. Diane runs back where Chara starts backing away.*

Chara: W-Why did you turn that man into a monster?! What did he ever do to you?

Di:... He knew too much... and apparently so do you.

*She pulls out the drill used for High Voltage and Chara starts running away. Finally it showed the following... Chara throws a tray of acid to the lady, hitting her in the face resulting in a scream. The scream had made Chara jump back so much that she fell backwards to the chemicals used for the chips along with two insects models of a moth and a water strider. Diane squirms wildly as Chara screams in pain as the chemicals morphed to a black goo, engulfing her before she is transformed to the very monster fighting Chris right now.*

Cora: Holy shit...

Kage: Oh my god! Chara!

*Kage immediately heads towards the door only for Diane to stab him in the back with a scaple. Hiro stands in front of the Cora as the last video is fully uploaded to the message. Diane then pulls out the scalpel and holds it to kage's neck.*

Di: Press that send button and he's dead!

*Cora and Hiro look at each other then to Kage, wincing at the closeness of the scalpel to his neck. They get out slowly as Diane directs them back outside... where the capsule begins to slowly open. Chris is pinned to the floor by Mizuchi's fists, growling as Mothra lands down. That is when Mizuchi looks up to see Diane holding Kage hostage while Hiro and Cora's hands were up in the air. Chris knees Mizuchi to the stomach, giving it his all to which Mizuchi finally growls in pain. Mothra sees Kage held under threat, and all she knew is that the man is in danger. She flies towards him with arms open to grab him away-*

Kage: Chara look out!

*A fist hits the back of Chara's wings, to which she is sent to the floor, with Chris now placing pressure... a sickening crack forming down. She is then thrown over the ledge... heading towards the water below.*

Cora: No!

Kage: Chara!

Mizuchi: Chara?

Di: Now. Mizuchi, get to the fucking yatch down below where Chris will place this rat somewhere he could be less of a nuisance. *To Cora and Hiro* And as for you two. I'm gonna make you my new monsters and lock you below the lab at Sutamura for the rest of your days! I will not allow you ruin my plans!

*She is then punched in the back of her neck, making her let go of Kage, while the hand holds the necklace with the vial of the healing potion. Liv Amara then grabs the phone from Diane and presses the button which changes Chris' stature to normal size, making him look at her with shock and confusion. Kage uses this moment to run off and dive away to the ocean to rescue Chara. Liv Amara then looks at Hiro and Cora, giving her the necklace and vial... along with an additional vial of the healing potion.*

Liv: I don't know if this is enough for you to heal Chara and Kage's wounds... especially after what my sister had done to you...

Di: Liv! Y-You're OK!

*Liv looks at Diane and all she has on her face is disgust and shame, silencing Diane.*

Liv: I've already sent the message to the police. They'll be here soon.. you guys go... My sister and I have already done damage to you all... And we'll pay the consequences..

*Hiro and Cora walk away slowly before they run off, heading to the side off path along with Mizuchi, away from their sight.*

Di: W-Why Liv?! We were this close to getting everything we ever wanted!

Liv: But not like this... this is as much my fault as it is yours...

* Cora throws the vials of the healing potion to her father to which he catches easily. Mizuchi is already at the waves swimming through as Hiro and Cora look out at sea with concern. Finally they see him emerge from the ocean, with Kage and a still mutated Chara in his arms, carrying them to the sand banks. Thats' where Big Hero 7, Kaguya, and Orso Knox arrive to see this. Kage had obviously received his half of the potion as his wounds were gone... but he appeared.. younger... the sea salt had mixed in a bit as Mizuchi fed it to him... But Chara's body still appears broken, her sapphire heart exposed and cracked. *

Honey Lemon: Oh no!...

Knox: *Running towards them as he looks at Chara* oh dear god no...

Kage: Chara! Chara please stay with me!

Gogo: Wait.. Chara?

*The team looks at Hiro and Cora, to which from the look in their faces confirmed that yes... Mothra is in fact Kage's lost beloved, mutated into this... and loosing strength.. Chara managed to open her eyes slightly as she looks at Kage, trying to hold her hand close to his heart.*

Kage: H-Here! This potion should at least heal your wounds!

*He grabs the second vial and pours in to Chara's mouth, some of it streaming down the side as it joins the ocean water touching her.*

Kage: Everything will be alright Chara… I promise... I should've realized sooner who you were... I hope you can forgive me...

*The creature blinks softly before she moves her hand to Kage's face while the other moves to her sapphire heart... pointing it before to him...then... she muttered out words... raspy yet filled with what warmth is left...*

Chara: I... see... you...remember me... I go... happy.. Kage… my heart... yours... always...

*That's when her hands fall away, her eyes closing.*

Kage:*Tears streaming N-No! Please!... I can't loose you!... I love you...

*He holds her close as he starts sobbing into her now cooling body. Cora sobs on Hiro's shoulder as he holds her close, the team dropping their heads in respect. Mizuchi and Kaguya joining the hug around the two teens. joining in mourning of the one held in Kage's arms.. taken from him far too soon. That is when a small faint color of the potion starts seeping to the creature's body, growing around it, catching everyone's attention. Kage lets go as it now wrapped around her, embracing her and lifting her up to the air, her bug like features finally melt away to those of a human... claws becomes hands, wings dissipate into air, hair flowing smoothly, and clothes she wore before taking place. She then floats down to the ground, facing away from the group... the sapphire heart placed at Kage's feet. Kage couldn't move an inch even when the body does. She looks down to see her hands, human hands... to which she turns around to reveal the face of a young woman, strawberry blonde hair framing her freckled face and green eyes. Kage continues to stare at the woman as she starts smiling widely before looking at him with warmth.*

Chara: Kage… its me!

*Kage finally steps forward, looking closely at the woman before catching her green eyes. And all doubt he held before is washed away.*

Kage: It is you!

Chara: *nods* I'm me again...

*The two continue to look into each other's eyes before they go to finally kiss together, the two lovers reunited at last.*

Honey Lemon: Woo!

Fred: Alright!

*The all cheer and celebrate at the couple and their victory over Sycorax that night. After Chief Cruz received the message he sent out his police cars where he arrested Liv, Diane, and Chris while the police shut down the lab by the early sunrise. A police van arrives as it takes the three inside and driven off to no doubt the docks: This time for their way to imprisonment... with a driver similarly looking a lot like Lenny.*

Dunder: Well, this has been quiet a turn off events. Turns out the evil twin has been behind all the monster attacks all around San Fransokyo. Police managed to apprehend the escaped villains but are still on the search for High Voltage. Sycorax is shut down and all employees are held under investigation. The biggest question is now open for all: What happens now?

*The TV is playing on as the gang, Globby, Miyuki, Mizuchi, Hiro,and Cora are decorating the house for a welcome home party.*

Wasabi: Man, its hard to believe that this is all over. Liv- I mean.. Di is now imprisoned-

Gogo: And most of the bad guys we fought are back in jail.

Fred: Except for High Voltage. We're gonna go to that later.

Cora: Yup... and since learning about that fact of my heritage at least I can understand a little now...

*Mizuchi and Hiro look at Cora as she connects the lights to the stairs. Mizuchi had been informed by then that she had learned about Kaguya's secret along with her mermaid heritage. It took a while for Cora to talk to Kaguya again as they both explained to her the reason they kept her mermaid half a secret. After much talking it was decided that Kaguya will no properly educate Cora on her mermaid heritage along with her friends and boyfriend, so that they not only gain an understanding of Mermaid culture in general, but to understand her grandmother and their heritage more. While it had been shaken by the reveal, it would take more than that to tear apart their bond.*

Mizuchi: Anyway, I heard that Kaguya had showed Professor Grandville those videos?

Hiro: Oh yeah! I mean, you could hardly believe what we looked like when Grandville got Cora and I together to tell us that Karmi's expelled!

Cora: Yeah, because she showed my videos of Karmi being the worst... And you know what? I'm pretty happy she did. I mean, I still don't know how to feel about learning being half mermaid by my grandmother... but at least that little bitch gonna be gone forever.

Hiro: Me too...And sides, you can learn all about the ocean.

Cora: Yeah! I'm pretty excited about it! Man its gonna be an experience... well.. after this...

*The door in front of them opens up to reveal Kaguya standing beside Kage and Chara, both dressed in new wardrobe as they see a welcome home banner and greeted by everyone.*

Everyone: Surprise!

Mizuchi: You are looking good brother, as do you Chara.

Chara: Thank you.

Fred: You guys do looke great! Younger even! Like, in your twenties young!

Kaguya: that's cause the salt water had been mixed with the potion. Without it, it simply heals wounds.

Hiro: I see... and again. We're sworn by an oath.

*Cora walks up to the two of them where she hugs them tightly.*

Cora: Welcome hone Chara… and Uncle Kage…

*Kage and Chara then hug the girl back, smiling at the girl's greeting.*

Fred: well what are we waiting for? Lets get this party started!

Minimax: I agree! Commence the celebration!

*Music starts playing from both Baymaxes, repaired and functioning normally, as every one greets Kage and Chara happily. Hiro then goes to Cora where he kisses her on the lips, making Cora smile warmly as she wraps her arms around his neck.*

Chara: Does that remind you of anything Kage?

Kage: I think so... but what I am more interested is if you want to dance?

Chara: I'd love to.

*And so the jovial atmosphere rings through the house, the warmth and light returning to their house, because as far as they know, they are free from the clutches of the witch of Sycorax.*

A.N: Again! I had to re-write the whole chapter after reading it whole and realized it added stuff that didn't amount to anything and exposed stuff too soon. Anyways, I hope you love this chapter! Love you guys! I will try to catch up to the other episode chapters but for now, let me rest. Thank you all so much for your patience and reading Big Hero 7 The series!

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